Tell Me A Story

and for me…

Golden fleece & whiskey

chaser in can

And still smileing

and no hangover

rapidly going downhill

Still up early

with the larks

Twice as bright

as morning sunshine

Is breaking through

White-van-girl`s bedroom window

With the dew

washing the leaves

Making them fresh

for hungry rabbits

To nibble at

like bonnie lass

Because he went

When she’s hungry