OUR GAVIN THE GRAVE YARD
CARGOYLE . . .
Gavin the grave yard gargoyle - full of mischief and full mirth . .
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Alas slipped one day while running through the grave yard turf . .
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His bum cheeks caught tightly stuck between the grave kerbs . . .
He howled like a little demon - but sadly - he was never heard . .
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Over time poor old Gavin ended up - just rooted to the spot . . .
With poor old Gavin sat there resigned - this must be his lot . . .
Gavin’s day are now spent idling - as visitors - to see him come .
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The day over - he smokes a fag while watching the setting sun . . .
Indiana Shaw . . . ; )
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