Friday, 25 November 2011

A Fix

My fix, for fixing’s what I need,
Is Earl Grey tea, both strong and black.
I don’t do nicotine or weed,
Or LSD or H or crack,
Cocaine or speed or ‘e’ or smack.
To get me started, nothing’s finer
Than Earl Grey tea served in bone china.

1 comment:

  1. My finger fixed pointedly
    In easterly direction
    Is no clear indication
    Of knowing how to hold my
    Cup; such things have all gone west
    To leave hands crippled, yes, but
    Transfixed by his Early touch.