What is the question.

What  is the Question..?  Oh yeah '"'The Skids.'"'



Christ, what have I done?

Goodbye one and all?



Said bender..

Have I had my fun?



What on Earth is this?

Colours make my mind go bliss…..

What has the hierarchy done?

Do they want a smacker of a kiss?



Some guy with just a History

But bigger than your Faith.

All the poets just agree

We have a feel good safe.



Yes we '"'stick together'"'

More than just Canned Heat..

What is going on?

Perhaps a balance sheet?



Oh  well we are now all different,

Formats are  now changed.

So what if it is for money.

Nothing is ever short-changed..



Man you caught me out,

With all this brand new colour..



Now I get your drift…



Working for the Yankee Dollar!!!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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