He did not know there was no chicken pie left
Listen, hear and act
This would make an interesting composite poem.

New perspectives on Andy M
token messages carried across the breeze by a kite 
we are all somebody, 
an infinite possibility of celestial irony
along the pavement to the pinned snake
scattered pebbles of poetic mystery

Hope Andy M hasn't been whisked away on a kite!!!

Turn it and turn it on again. Off and on again, you're in.
Let's all go fly a kite. 
Her lips licked the chicken pie and god sighed and left his multi verse creations.

We all love Johnny Depp
The whole multi-verse rolled into your lips
Sarah Lee compared a chicken to a disappeared grey squirrel
Choices with infinite consequences smoulder with intensity
Van Gogh coloured football strip
Being van Gogh's paintbrush across 40 years of madness
Everything's gone buried 
Soup kitchens for the rich
Food banks full of golden bullion
Pain and darkness in the electric eels
Next to Van Gough's paintbrush with a laptop washed onboard.