I’m just a sap, not worthy of approbation
always on probation to see if I could glean anything out of the next level
It’s always on offer on a silver platter held by a smiling Maitre ‘D
Would sir care for a life of much and plenty?
Reflections between wall length mirror confuse
I’d rather a hall of bendies. But that’s worst you realise.
There’s no peace in May. Pray. Mall Dinners compromise.
For walks with Mother around familiar places. Trapped in a vase covered with swirling dragons..