The archangel Gabriel looked down from on high
At the sightseers thronging below.
He turned to his neighbour St Jim with a sigh
And earnestly asked, ‘Do you know... more »
April, your flourishes fill my heart with tears
All your brave futility
And the green and the gold, and the rise of the spring
The triumphant flow... more »
Next year I am going to be sixty
So I thought I should put in some practice.
Today I wore a linen dress
And a hat with a brim... more »
Don’t fret honey
Let’s make a go of it
You’ve got the neck
I’ve got the cheek -... more »