Poems on this day – 12th September 1988

Pub Lunch

Six sat round a table for one
Trying to see where the pepper has gone
Shall I have salad or maybe some chips
Whatever you eat will give you the shits
Try the speciality or the soup of the day
Thank you very much, that’s ten pound fifty to pay
Each
EACH!

Double Zowie

Said it’s really good
Said it’s really good again
Said it’s mega great
Double zowie, man