Visitor
Dribble and drool as much as you wish
Poet or gambler
Composer, nay, lecher
It does you want no good
To stare.
I talk to my friends while you are
Out and that makes me quiver
With outrage as I do not
Know it but you do.
I want to beseech you but I feel
Your despite and dismeanour
For nowt is the same
Again for this is
The shirker’s hideaway.
