Everyone there has a cat. Some are slim and lean, some are big and some are fat. Some are white, some are grey and some are black but everyone there has a cat.
Everyone there goes about their day daily and their night nightly where things fall heavily or float up lightly where they let them go or hold on to them tightly but everyone there goes about their day daily and their night nightly.
Everyone there avoids everyone there. Everyone looks at everyone behind mirror-glasses they wear. Everyone folds away a tree and uproots a chair but everyone avoids everyone there.
Promise me you’ll be there ‘til the end Or somewhere near like a fair-weather friend. Promise me you’ll keep your promise safe in your memory bank somewhere. Promise me you’ll break it if you forget the combination.
Promise me you’ll bugger off when you don’t give a bugger Or get armed for a hug when we need a hugger. Promise me you’ll go up the wall when I’m going spare. Promise me you won’t promise the world unless it’s an out-of-this-world destination.
People arguing and breaking windows being carried off in a big balloon and coming to blows. The world is getting flatter by the minute with politicians in white capes winging it up to the top of their ivory towers hot-air propelled by their motions and powers. The world is getting flatter by the minute. Taking sides, falling off the edge opposite.
Sleepers-on-the-streets cardboard curled passers-by watching their money hurled into the bins of the alright jacks. Retired disciplinarians getting kept back for smacks. The world is getting flatter by the minute and everyone’s losing control and having a fit being led a merry dance in queues stepping in unison to blow a fuse. The world is getting flatter by the minute As the bombs rain down on the candles they lit To put them down and out of their misery Before their eyes have seen the Lord they won’t see.
Watching the news with the sound off. Silent movie piano and captions are enough. The world is getting flatter by the minute though polls say it’s round and you can spin it.
I watch the entertainment With beer in my belly. The woman who has two heads. Her husband who has three. The world’s ugliest twins And the tight-rope walker Who first fell in infancy.
A little later, the midget act ends And a midget collects small change. The passionate fire-eater Who recalls an old flame. The clown who clowns And ‘The Amazing Memory Man’ Who forgets his own name.
The illusionist levitates in mid-air Raised by her magician parents As Houdini, having escaped, Captivates the audience. The barrel-organ grinder And the bearded woman Who first shaved as an adolescent.
Finally, the cobbled street Rotates like a kaleidoscope As head-over-heels in love Albert the acrobat somersaults. The world’s strongest man And the human cannonball who hurtles Head-first down the sword-swallower’s throat.