So I ‘ave t’ be cautious saying to my Greek
mate Andreas - ah, your shout cobber, but
its ok to sit it out if y’ need wait; and there’s
no acrimony hinting you ‘aven’t paid y’ way
square ’n th’ past. He grins, the last time y’
pulled that one mate, it cost you a bloody
round, but I’m onto y’ scheme - & he says,
slyly, y’ still lookin’ for another free haircut
Nah, I say unconvincingly, its the state of
the Greek economy, 60 Euros a day won’t
pay th’ bar tab mate - we’re blowing away
squillions: here’s what I propose; your Cuz
give me a trim & I’ll see to you don’t ‘ave to
pay until next week when the votes are in
He laughs, she’s back in the Greek Islands -
Aposteros to be precise - so how’re y’ going
to avail yourself, nice as it sounds; easy as
pie I say the after the World Bank Kraut and
Frog forth-closures there’s bound t’ be free
hospitality like its another Greek tragedy
© 8 July 2015, I. D. Carswell
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