RAIN BEER

It ought to rain beer
once in every fortnight
we could free our souls
and lie in the gutter smashed

and everyone of us should do this  occasionally
to lose the rust
and sour smell
of living
in a real world

ever looked at a gutter
i guess not
you stayed upright all your life
suppose its ok
but your soul will decay

see the man can make the words rhyme
he can do it
if he really tries
but he aint really trying
well your the fucking experts
after all
i been guided by you
so you must be right

may enter a writing contest tommorow
earn a crust to eat
carry on one more day
till oblivion rules us all
after all
there maybe
something
in this
artists scrawl
maybe you to blind to notice