Lines Bernard

Hey Bernard

Can you spot the bird

That woke you up

No worries if not

Hey Bernard

Hold me like a curse held in an ancient song

And it won’t be long

Till fog rolls onto the lawn

You are making coffee extra strong

Tell me if I’m stepping on your lines Bernard

It’s your scene

You are modern English

And I am just

A scream

Always coming off as a little extreme

And now we

Wait for your feet to thaw

Before we bite down onto the vine

Your headlight burnt through the fog

But are we still looking good on time?

Is there a spot left in the car

And is it next to yours Bernard

Hey Bernard

Do you know the word for seven down

No worries if not

Hey Bernard

Hold me like a curse held in an ancient song

No worries if not

No worries if not

No worries if not