when phil n don say let it be me
and that favourite riff got covered on
prime saturday night squiff
i'm not moved by the
- cant even think to say
how your children might have
moved me, on the swings, that way
some demon thing in a drink
has got me on the sink
and i cant feel the same way
i used to
be abused to other noises
and sights of indifferent daydreams
but now i feel
nothing if not
the quotidian mercantile wheel
playing me and you and all
response and call
to the end
swiftly,
goes our song
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