"Robert Rankin - Sex, Drugs & Sausage Rolls" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rankin Robert) SEX AND DRUGS AND SAUSAGE ROLLS
Robert Rankin For my very good friend Jonathan Crawford, whose postcards are always from The Edge and sometimes even beyond. In the Future There Will Be Nothing But the Past There’s a Chef and His Name Is Dave There’s a frog in the Kenwood blender. There’s a cat in the microwave. There’s a mouse in the waste disposal. There’s a chef and his name is Dave. There’s a cockroach that lives in the And the salt is an earwig’s grave. There are droppings all over the butter. There’s a chef and his name is Dave. There’s a nasty fungus under the stove, Where the creepy crawlies wave. And squeezing his spot in the beef hot-pot There’s a chef and his name is Dave. There’s a man from the Health Department And he’s just been sick in the sink, And the Watermans Arts Centre kitchen Will be closed for a while, I think. |
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