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Icon by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

By Big M

Merv is my Publican,

I shall not want.

He pulleth me Bitter,

He restores my palate

He leadeth me to the Gents,

He restores my intoxication.

He makes me lie down,

In gutters grey.

Though, I may stagger home through the streets of Lewisham,

I fear no poofter bashing,

O’Hoo and Foodge, they comfort me.

Granny prepares a table before me,

Wedges, beans ‘n’ cackle berries.

She anoints me sausage roll with sauce.

My glass canoe overflows.

Surely Trotter’s Best shall fill me,

All the days of my life.

I shall drink in the Pigs Arms, forever.

Amen.