Wednesday 29th 2021f September 2021
updated: 10-Jun-2003

London Beach

I sit in the doorway
They've stolen all the doors
Or wander down to London Beach
And hang around the shore
See the famous liner
Rolling like a whore
I scale her side with ropes and hooks
And break into her stores

And I will be her captain
And I will sail her in
But there is no harbour now
So I'll just
watch her

© TV Smith