momus
going for a walk with a line
There's trouble up at Cowbell Barn The Shadoks are going back to the moon With rhodedendrons in a burlap sack Resin on a hessian violin rag All in Helvetica Light  Robert the devil witnessed the nostril Of an elderly phoenix in a youth hostel Playing violin up a monkey pine In a finger painting for Dr Prinzhorn (Psychiatrist of these parts)  The violin frightened Bimbo the cat So they put on a tape of the sound of pot plants Growing, little knowing That a woodlouse would grouse about that  A call came in from the Empire of Numbers A government inspector was passing amongst us Incognito, my little female circus rider From Exotik Park would have to go  Rainy weather by the river Snake paths in the grass The child with a Chloranthemum divining twig Cuts Alpinism class  Delia Derbyshire, Malcolm Clarke And Desmond Briscoe sit in the dark Invoking a spirit mathematician: Phra the Phoenician  High on his evergreen reputation Don John's under investigation Apparently his donkey ratted on him Because the Don frightened him out of his skin It's a shambles, never mumble in the brambles  A little Italian opera queen Is reading a book to the twitter machine 'AAAS Calcul-Geometrie (Element 18)'  Tunis Hamamet, that conifer smell The oriental cemetery -- and there's Bill Explaining pop music to the mentally ill Stirring mint tea with a Lucifer match Let's stay a while and watch  Pictograms in porcelain Sketches of birds, vogel skizzern Field dynamics for sizothymes Going for a walk with a line  What a palaver, more's the pity Death is in Dessau buying pottery Orienteering, you part the trees And see three walled medieval cities And a dragonfly  Meister Eckhart went into the light And found a desert on the other side 'Children of wisdom', Goethe said 'Make fools of the fools, as one should' That advice is good  Put down your line, put down your pen A snowstorm is approaching, friend Soon it'll all be white It's paper in the end, and light