I am looking for a gun to
fire my imagination,
there must be one
and I'll keep on
looking
until I find it.

and I found a threepenny bit
dated
nineteen fifty-three
down the back of our old sofa
which we now call a settee.

I'm still looking ******* on
pineapple chunks that I found too
but I haven't found a gun yet
perhaps a catapult will do.