God's Gift to Oxygen

from Gallows Man by Ian Evans

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I want a creature that only breathes for non-romance, so we can fight
Never will my sword sleep in my hand - but who can I fight in real life?
Girls look much better than paintings, so stop painting
Down with Mrs. Thatch
Her hips are a lyre…
Quay Brothers, thelema, numbers whizzing past

At the Bistromatic - me and my mate with heartbreak beards

History is taught to us as islands, but science and art are both life’s facts
Cowgirls were Victorian
Tube rides would have been taken by saucy Jack
Everything is the same subject
She would think that you don’t have things in common (if she fancied you she would)
Jonathan Barnes’ Somnambulist
There’s a statue to a brave, Park Lane insect
Escoffier’s scoffing, Russian menu
That’s a bad miss

My first is in gallows, my second is in man
My fourth is augmented and we’ll always make plans
My third is a warm beer on Red Nose Day (you must take breakfast at my club)
Wilkins’ and Sandwich’s card sharp battles
April fools’ jokes, 666
As he attempted to raise Satan, Wilkes released the ape at him
Betty and the Werewolves, Euston Archway,
Fox and Firkin, Lewisham
On Challenge Anneka, I’ll fight for kindness to the death. And I’ll win!

I want a creature that only fights for non-romance, to take its head
I want a guest ale, scampi fries, a good woman and crusty bread
Julie Collins on the Dansette - Devil’s numbers whirring past
Not Ice-nined oceans, Threads, Helvellyn and the World’s End deaths

Home from Mildred’s restaurant, my friend’s rolling tobacco plate

Subjects are taught in islands, but science and art are equal facts
Dating is more important (so it might be time to grow up)
Everything is the same subject
She would think that you have big things in common… She fancies you not me
Green Noah, Demon Tree
Richard Francis Burton sees…
Escoffier’s scoffing, Russian menu
That’s a bad miss…

One day, I’ll tell the story of how I met your Mum
I’d bore her at the Hornniman Museum or something
But I never had to pretend, when I was with the right one…
I just want to snuggle up now
I’m not cut out for wooing; I’m cut out for being a nice boyfriend and committing
Come out of the shadows beast, so you can face me
Multiply all primes and add one
One of the stars we kissed under, might be the Earth’s sun

My first is in gallows, my second is in man
My fourth is augmented and we’ll always make plans
My all is in life and love and hope
God’s gift to Oxygen

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from Gallows Man, released May 12, 2010

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