wytchcroft

well, well, now
if i had a hammer
if i were a carpenter
or if i were king of the forest (a jungle v.i.p.)

i could it is true
get a message to you
without much fuss
and with little ado

but as i am now
just a grandfather clock
i'll sit with my ticks
and my irregular tock
dreaming of Hawaii
and some trouser rolled rock

rock on
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*actually the starfish seems to be out to lunch, ach well.
thanks as ever to all the repair men
and to rebecca, JC and michael
and mark (always a gentleman)