.

All the long-baking
Bad-ass days
All the long faking
Whirling ways
Gary’s got a headache
And they shot Beau Brady down

Curled up fingers raking
Damp dust down that day
Curled down long toenails
Razor-clipped and grey
Sally broke a toothache
But the other’s still around

And me I’m all for taking
My share of cathode rays
All my time goes breaking
In crisp and crafted ways
And I haven’t got a namesake
To blow that mother down.

-Sir Winston Churchill