Don't Humour The Fool (aka Dinger Song)
FinsburyParkCarrots
Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
England’s as creatively sundered
As a seatown petty-smugglers’ hollow:
Local legends are distilled and then plundered,
For cheap narrative cliches to follow.
There’s a formula, for writing “the nation”:
An astrakhan collar and homburg;
A gin-sodden mock recitation
Of Osborne’s post-India humbug.
If you’ve ever to find a good jewel-cave again
Then stop whims of Brittania’s cool.
Flee de Quincy and Ascotted photofit men.
Find the new, and don’t humour the fool
(with the dinger)
Find the new, and don’t humour the fool
(he’s no singer)
Get new, and don’t humour
The
Fool.
(Just made that up that tonight, at a gig.)
As a seatown petty-smugglers’ hollow:
Local legends are distilled and then plundered,
For cheap narrative cliches to follow.
There’s a formula, for writing “the nation”:
An astrakhan collar and homburg;
A gin-sodden mock recitation
Of Osborne’s post-India humbug.
If you’ve ever to find a good jewel-cave again
Then stop whims of Brittania’s cool.
Flee de Quincy and Ascotted photofit men.
Find the new, and don’t humour the fool
(with the dinger)
Find the new, and don’t humour the fool
(he’s no singer)
Get new, and don’t humour
The
Fool.
(Just made that up that tonight, at a gig.)
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(I'm glad I'm not the only one who has an occasional typo.)
"Flee de Quincy and Ascotted photofit men."---great line!
See ya around.
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