Tuesday, 6 December 2022
Stay in Bed make Love
Stay in Bed and make Love (c)
By
Michael Casey
Stay in Bed make Love
It's too cold for this fool on a hill
so stay in bed and make love
and if you have nobody
and your love needs kindling
and the neighbour next door is not interested in you
then go and chop wood
not a metaphor
but beware of splinters
as you chop wood
and as you throw your logs on the fire
or turn the central heating higher
and put your hands on the thermostat
just imagine what it would be like
not chopping firewood
but making love
with the Alchemy of your Soul
in your warm bed
without icicles on your window pane
maybe a metaphor
as you wish you wish
you could burn Putin
or use Trump's hot air
to warm your cold big Beyonce ass
but maybe the girl next door will come
to appreciate you
if only for your chopped logs
and taking off her glasses
will see you clearly
though you are all shrivelled up with the cold
if she warms you up
with another log on the fire
then together you'll feel so much better
so everybody out there
he may be bald and fat
she may need to shave a bit
AND
I am fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham England
so cuddle up everybody under the covers
with Bill the Gas man, which gas can mean funny too in Irish English
and enjoy the thrills together as you read my rubbish
under the bed clothes
But anticipate or 9 months
you'll always be awake
or just burn my books on the fire
just to get a little bit warmer
for I am Alchemy of the Spirit
100% Irish Poteen
which can make you go Blind
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