The Wasp and the Light Bulb 

Oh fiery dome of gorgeous yellow 
Won’t you warm this weary fellow

For I have travelled from afar 

To head butt this sexy indoor star

She glows with such wanton lust

Waiting for my dozy thrust

Oh shimmering siren of molten shine

Whilst thou be forever mine?

May I burn my bottom & sizzle internally 

As long as you are mine for all eternity…

Sunshine on an Autumn day.

We are dancing about the Sun’s golden petticoats today! The landscape is awash with a warm glow of Autumn. Everything has slowed down. Dozy wasps and sleepy livestock bathe in whats left of the Sun’s warmth. Time for hibernation, log fires and fine Whisky!