I was in Southampton before it vanished into the universe Kites was playing on my radio It had begun to snow Gentle white snowflakes coming

Tickets please I hand my ticket to the ticket inspector Have we plunged from the damaged viaduct yet  Yes we passed it ten minutes ago 

I am looking out of the window of a runaway train The train has been switched on to a derelict line To avoid the Rapid

I am Yan Yan I am searching For the single keys Of your golden piano     Outlaw

I am a screeching violin I am the silent dawn I am the core of an eclipse I am in the mood for love  

I was beaten to a pulp many years ago I have walked one thousand miles I am the white light and the black cloud I

I am lower than the lowest crane fly I am the Son of God I am everything and nothing I am in the mood for

My sister and I often went naked on Louise Beach But only when she gave us her express permission And never on Tuesdays or Thursdays

On the 28th of July Judy and I were in a rented cottage not far from Slapton Sands Generally the weather had been kind to

Lady Isabelle John Had two mothers One was her birth mother And the other was her garden   Which she loved very much   She