Suburbanist Idealism
Move to scotland and buy a croft
The hell with that, I’ll convert the loft.
by Tony
Poem
They came out of the forrest and opened up a florest
Shop with a very odd name.
Well he, well he, well he didn’t believe in watching telly
The man with the very strange grin.
They played board games and looked out at the rain
When they had to stay in.
Poem:
Got my spotless children
Got my clever spouse
Got my do it all husband
Goy my done it all house.
