Written one line at a time by guests on Sunday. Not all sober. Some too young. Manuscript hard to read in places. No admissions. Make of it what you will. E&OE.
He looks good in a cap; And a Tshirt that reads like a map.
We’re consumers of friendship; you are our choice.
We turn on our telly and hear your voice;
He’s had a few girlfriends and taken a few drugs. He’s been in a band about fxxxers and slugs.
But now he salsa dances all day and night. So why does he always seem perky and bright?
Night after night, day after day, we wish we could live a more Gordonish way.
Thank you for being so gay.
We love you just like that, even with your silly hat.
You’re funny, really fun to play with.
Have lots of fun before your fifty. ith.
