I remember being stuck in York

ISN

I remember being stuck in York....
I left my wallet behind
and had to wait for eons....
I was on the coach when I remembered
that my purse was in Pocklington...
I had to stop the driver
and 'let me off'.....
so much for funny money.....
I was paranoid that day
and hungry.....
and I stood a good
3 hours on the street
hoping that Clarissa would be sweet
and get me my wallet....
but dammit....I've had enough now.....
take the tiller....take the plough....
I want my old life back
when I was Jill
and you were Jack....
I'm so fukked today
I cain't stop licking my hands.....
who carez....they're so salty
I remember driving in fancy free
to Dorchester in pursuit of
Hardy
or to Donegal.....
for all
that was worth....
take back the fukkin country I don't want it anymore
take back the fukkin world.....it's not in my agenda....
my duenna...
my son's the one.....
the fukkin one mate...
too late.....I'm fukked
evict....me....sigh