iBennet

iBennet

wow i had this odd dream last night
i was giving alan bennet a blow job
just as he was about to come he said
hello
in his funny little way
i looked up startled
he shot me in the eye

blind
i was then on a cliff top with the duke of gloucester
you know the way dreams have a strange tendency
to cut out the boring bits
of how I got there
without a blind dog and why
i should be with a character from king lear

we was both stumbling around
bumping into each other like bumper cars
but there was a gang of lemmings
hanging around
chewing gum
acting all tuff
one of them says
why don’t you two piss off and find yer own cliff top

dukie says
i don’t know whether to fuck off home or toss meself off
i told him straight
i said recycling max miller jokes ain’t a lot of use now
we’re about to get duffed up by a load of rats

the lemmings then jumped
in formation
re-emerged as alan bennet again
hello
which made me shiver
would you like a cup of tea
i’ve some home made scones that mother baked
fresh this morning

i haven’t a clue what this dream means
but I’ve made a note to myself
never to give alan bennet a blow job