Frosty

I cross the Thames
As a frosty sun descends
Golden autumn into silver winter.
And like a jack-in-a-box
Who sprung out of the grogshop?
Eyes of fire through the cool vapour.

We blew with the breeze
We whistled through the trees
The masters of our universe.

The cameras scan
Tourists for terrorists
And we dance in the square
Around a frozen fountain.

Ten out of ten.

And we put Godzilla
In our rear view mirror
After the chase.
We went on our way.



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Writer(s): Eugene Mcguinness
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