Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here –
The sunshine’s gone to Oxfordshire
Sunday looks a promising day –
Then the sunshine’s here to stay
You feel beleaguered when you’re old
For what’s to come? Fuck all, you’d say
The last few sunsets slip away…
Sammy’s lying on your side
At last I think she feels you there
An answer to her feline prayer...
