TIGHTROPE *22/10/81

Walking the tight rope
with a punch bag for balance
I can't see the finishing post
But I'm up for the challenge.
I'm wearing someone Else's shoes
They're specific for the job
On the other hand to the punch bag
I'm dangling a drooling slob.

He's licking at my forearm
and scratching at my toes
there's slime and grease on the back of his neck
and he's sporting an arrogant nose

See all the crowd are laughing
at this ludicrous double act.
Their faces are round and joyous
They can see that this trial is a fact
Power to the bicep and forearm
Scream from the chest to the post
Burn on the wire of the tight rope
And pray to the heavenly host.