9 June 2012
@smellyfingers @sjw @naaviie Wakey Wakey fellow crazies...
I wander through the carriages Surveying the aftermath Of a truly mad party The likes the Cuckoo Train's never had. Nic's huddled in the corner Nodded off with the flying mice, The gentleman The Hatter's lent his coat To ward of the Narnian ice. Kermis the Frog's finally awoke To regret the deeds done whilst schnockered, He spent the night with Miss Piggy's cousin While she did Slash the rocker. Champagne flutes crack under foot While Lord Smelly and Sienna emerge, They've been at it all night too Trust me, I heard. The band's chocolate piano Has been snaffled, what a sin! And the cheese string guitar's not all there too The mice must have dug in. Crazies can really handle their liquor So no hangover's to be had While the chandeliers remain drapped in frilly knickers And there's snoring from Jack the Lad. The Narnian woods begin to blur past And Aslan runs alongside As we stop for the Pevensies entrance First Lucy, crazily cross-eyed. Breakfast will be served in the Dining Car Once everyone's scrubbed up and done, The cuckoo clock sings rise and shine Bacon sarnies, anyone?
The Morning After • Opuss № I