Honey

I awoke this morning with Reel Around The Fountain by The Smiths in my brain. Around, and around it looped, until, well, until I downloaded it it (it is quicker to download than to find records one owns nowadays), and now the little section that was looping has been joined by the rest of the song, and I can get on with my life. It went: I dreamt about you last night And I fell out of bed twice You can pin and mount me like a butterfly But "take me to the haven of your bed" Was something that you never said Two lumps, please You're the bee's knees But so am I

Oh, meet me at the fountain Shove me on the patio I'll take it slowly

Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do. Fifteen minutes with you Oh, no, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you I do.

Dreams were vivid last night, but they are gone now. My head is different to how it used to be, you know.

Ahoy! The park then, now, for me.

The park, for now, is free.