Birdlip flat out and smoking
dope with a briar pipe
and singing I’ve got a
lovely bunch of coconuts with
a passing police motorcyclist who
was an easy rider type
with matted long hair and
a guitar strapped to his
best friend in Maidenhead who
lived in a camper van
and new dodgy hauliers from
Cricklade who hauled gravel from
an ilegal quarry owned by
Tarmac just over the border
in the Forest of Dean
where the bears roam free
and the females have beards
that are ginger and clash
with the nicotine in their
husbands syrup of figs and