Lack of money oinned me down inside the
Flat on my back on the bed in
my room You were outside playing with scissors
Running on the stairs again Brazil nuts were
down and the pigeons were restless You purchased
chocolate to melt it on biscuits I wrote
my name on a banana peel There should
always be a meal With my name on
it And I made myself a drama Out
of absolutely nothing Took the time to admire
The speed with which we grew boring I
was a rapid mess Unfolding dresses In stockrooms
and warehouses Sanding chairs and cabinets In Canary
Wharf again Brazil nuts were down and the
pigeons were restless You purchased chocolate to melt
it on biscuits I wrote my name on
a banana peel There should always be a
meal With my name on it And I
made myself a drama Out of absolutely nothing
Took the time to admire The speed with
which we grew boring
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