human imagination roams wild

soaring free atop mundane days

wild ideas coming from nowhere

weird notions, even funnier ways

I helplessly fantasise with women

shutting my eyes to imagine bliss

with movie stars and weather girls,

its them I fondle, cuddle and kiss

my Ginger boasts assets to die for

she's what any man would desire

yet for all her wondrous charm...

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before I raised my hands

but not in applause,

she was a live-wire,

pulled like an angel jitterbugging

towards the light of stars in a

wild nocturnal samba or

waltzing past the jaws of bats in

ball-gown of brown and ginger,

this after

bearing a plane-full of young, then

jiving like a flying tiger,

break-dancing on honeysuckle nectar

that ballerina's heart be...

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The chemistry of lock-down music is key the

Need to look after your

Mood paramount so

Facing an hour or two of ambivalent toil

I tried Macarthur Park

Then Easter Parade and

Now I'm wondering if Richard Harris

Ever met Judy Garland

Or if she was pals with Ginger

Though I suspect not, anyway its

Something to research tomorrow

Between a chorus of tap-dancing e-mails a...

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