By Tikum Mbah Azonga
I’ve been to the cockpit
I was there all alone
To see for myself
I went with the golden pen
The archbishop’s cloak of silk
The Moderator’s velvet missal
And the Legion Commander’s pistol.
If you have nothing to do, just sit
Put up your feet and read about the clown
If there’s no virgin book on your shelf
Get some corn and feed the lone hen
To the poppies, give some fresh milk
If all else fails, return to Bristol.