Stuck

Out my

Tongue

And

Licked

The Silver

Butter knife

 

Forecast

Came

On

Dogger

Fisher

Bight

 

Without

The sea

No waves

Needed

To flood

My memory

 

#Condensation

#No central heating

#Cold

#Warm in kitchen

#Artists with soul

 

Roy, Abba,

Rod and Elton

Stayed in

The kitchen

Waiting

For the

Waves to

Subside

 

Hands

That did

The dishes

Would be

As soft

As the face

They promised

 

Leonard, Joan

And Harry

Mixed happily

On the settee

 

Mark, David

Alice and Steely

D

All agreed to

Yes

Climbed

The stairs

To jam

And disagree

 

Whilst

Kate, Debbie,

And Adam

Waited

For me

 

To sneak

Another

Lick

Of butter

From the

Silver knife