Into the bowl Of Yorkshire To the town Of Otley The landscape Somehow More ancient A place Of artists And The ones Who made it so SLOW MOTION COWBOYS Lit the place right up.
The kids call Hot dogs GLIZZIES These days I wonder why But I decided Not to engage With what might be The description On the World Wide Web Instead I think My own Legend I'll invent Does the glaze Glisten And that's What it is? Or perhaps Glissando The smoothness Of musical change I don't want the answer As it will surely Fall short Of Greeze Mustard And onions Not forgetting The salt.