Gav's Guys

Is this your appeal for clemency?
Provocatively poor is how it looks to me
Were you hoping for a formal apology?
And oh, oh how unfair we've been to you
Well too bad
What's done has been done

Now you've spilled your only glass of milk upon the floor
What gives you the right to ask the cow for more?

I had a premonition that the toys would come to life
They would wriggle and writhe
Under the fickle moonlight
The vision came before the eye
No doubt about it this time

Don't pull the wool just yet
I thought I saw myself in there
A well
Twelve high and one in diameter



Credits
Writer(s): Leith Towers
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