The Holiday Inn

After Dark
You can join me
I hope you don’t mind
If I’m carrying a knife or two

Please do join me dear
I’ve time for you
Throw me that sword
Please won’t you?

I’m an ant-eater
On your hill
My clairvoyance made an appointment
Got it in smudge

And her redacted down
My lonesome replies
Her desert town
Was my holiday resort

She showed me round
The pub at nightfall
A few ball-games
Much laughter