1921-2008
So you're dead Humph.
I saw you underneath
Amy Whitehouse overnight in jail.
No juicy knighthood dinner.
You had the antidote for that
Swanee Whistle panel game of
even though you had Eton.
But no tears eh - they bunged you a
Lifetime Achievement Award at the Post Office British Jazz Awards
for swinging your ass off.
Getting to Mornington Crescent
was not the point was it -
it was the how.
That's what you gave our clueless time
the news about.
So, thanks Humph.
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