He ached to write poetry,
"For surely a poet I am.
I might be just a child
with a pen in his hand,
but words I can transform,
as a boy changes into a man."
With her dancing shoes
and a lovely voice to sing
she is very-alive, but damn;
her husband's so-tired from working.
Find he's such-a-pipe-and-slippers-man.
Found-reading, in her blue jeans,
rock-journals and music-magazines;
the girl is another one-of-the-teens
sold on super-rich spotlight-dreams;
for she is just a shop-girl
and not a Top-of-the-Pops girl.