This morning before I went out I sat in my flat
I listened to Jeffrey Lewis and lapped it up
He sang a song about going mad after one tab too much
I smoked a joint and thought it was fab
But now I can’t get the damn song out of my head
I just hope that he is a mighty fine fella cos
I feel like I may owe him money now
For the copyright infringement that I’ve done
By nicking this tune but changing the words
To become this poem you’ve just read
editors note:
One creative outburst is inspired by another, inspired by another, inspired by another, all the way back to the first. I hope god is a mighty fine fella, too. – mh