April 27th, 2021

Tuesday 27th April 2021.

May is on the horizon...it's muddy boots hollow and bare, what will the world throw it's way, will gobstoppers become a passion again, will Kojac rise once more and save the world, will sucking lollipops and who loves you babe win the hearts of those whom fire rockets and bombs.
Will spiders dance in clogs, will singing Transvestites make the rain pour and thus i will not have to wonder, " Where Have All The Flowers Gone " Peter Paul and Mary bless you....for watering my garden today. At least this evening i have scribbled more than a Boo..across this white expanded page...as i seem to be living in my tiny red van....the the old always tomorrow paint brush white washes me yet again perhaps my old teacher Mr Badham was right after all.....Sigh..

To all whom pass this way love and peace...So Goeth...X