The workmen in their orange jackets

Are working in the same hole

Australia is not far away

I am sitting on my balcony

Watching the brightly coloured buses

Getting ready for their busy day

Zanzon Brooks is playing on the radio

Next to the self assembly table

Which I smashed to pieces with an axe

Who invented these shitty things

If I had a button I would nuke their fucking countries

September is removing the moisture

From my immediate plants

They are beginning to look yellow and a little tired

The black cat from next door has adopted our garage roof

It is so relaxed in the still bright sun

Cats are very interesting creatures

Self centred and loving all in one

The nice houses on the primrose hill

Are owned by the people who own our homes

They leave us alone and we leave them alone

That is how things work in this town