Billy Border

9 February 2020 By Burnt Off

This urchin Billy Border

With mind in sweet disorder,
Leans himself quite oddly to the right
At night, when all is still,
This ageing paraphil
Removes himself outside with candlelight.

In heavy tweeded jacket;
And bag in which to pack it
And plimsolls, double-laced, upon his feet.

With hand and nerve quite steady
And hammer at the ready.
Oor Will walks the winding
cobbled streets

He lights the candle
dimly;The scene is set.
How grimly
Goes he about his task I do not kid