West Country Girl
With a crooked smile & a heart-shaped face
Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass
She's got a house-big heart where we all live
And plead & council & forgive
Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed
Her glove of bones at her wrist
That I have held in my hand
Her Spanish fly & her monkey gland
Her Godly body & its fourteen stations
That I have embraced, her palpitations
Her unborn baby crying, 'Mummy'
Amongst the rubble of her body
Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped
Her fingernails, all pink & chipped
Her accent which I'm told is 'broad'
That I have heard & has been poured
Into my human heart & filled me
And rebuilt me back anew
With something to look forward to
Well, who could ask much more than that?
A West country girl with a big fat cat
That looks into her eyes of green
And meows, 'He loves you', then meows again
