Gone-Doggerel

Gone just like a bitter pint,

   Swiftly down in one;

Gone just like a shrivelled currant,

   Lost inside a bun.

Gone in mind and failing body,

   Gone in spirit too;

Gone behind the knackered bike-shed,

   Gone like Scooby Doo.

Going for a nifty fag,

   Or going for a Burton;

Going off to spy behind

   The rusted iron curtain.

Gone like opportunities,

   Missed from day-to-day,

Gone, yes I am nearly gone…

   Hip-hip-hip hooray!