Call of Romford

Soul of hair gel 

Conjoined deviance 

Put your elbows 

On a plinth 

All things 

Decay 

All things 

Diminish

All things 

Distend

Like your perfume 

And your credit 

Call of Romford

Diasporic  

Your assurance 

Vaults and preens 

Call her trueness 

Diabolic

As she flays

bends and grieves 

Do we notice 

Our destructive 

Compass set to misery 

Do we want 

To live this evil 

Selfish doting meantime life 

Of morbid servile 

Deference to 
the whim of fate

Shall we merge 

With brother Remus 

Cigs as mercy 

Can't be bought 

Please don't kill me 

I am sorry 

To lack virtue

To be fingered

To be caught 

In duplicity 

And collusion 

In mendacity 

And refusal 

Shut the book 

Case is proven 

Guilty is the human given 

Life means life so

Die in prison 

Soul of hair gel 

Conjoined deviance 

Put your elbows 

On a plinth

This is the way 

Step outside 

Coveting blood 

Stop the tide.

Finished, May 26/20

Brilliant Mark E Smith caricature by David Boulter, used with his kind permission.