April 23rd, 2013

Tuesday 23rd April 2013.

Ssssssshhhh...!!! it's St Georges day...whisper gently the word English, prey it does not become robbed by the barons for whom the bell tolls, or found under a stone by those whom drink and piss at the same time, at the same motion before putting the leather back in their pants and once more raising the glass to Agincourt and beyond.
Prey such a day can belong to the common man and his dandelion garden where bells do not toll and caterpillars do not belch,and where England belongs to poets...