Two Kentish Apples
Red-hard
and juicy, fallen from grace,
They lay in the grass at Penshurst Place
Churchill to Novello One mistake
Does not a bugger make.
Growing Old with Sister I
played with dolls, She called me 'sissy'.
I played with men.She
takes the pissy
I'm glad I've always been myself.
Now, like my dolls, she's on the shelf.
Summer
Overtures 
