the blood, the guts and butchers cleavers…

By tdf, June 10, 2007

Back amongst the under achievers,

The non believers,

The blood, the guts and butcher’s cleavers..

 

Smiling at the same old faces,

Wishing gamblers good luck as they purchase prawns before going to the races,

Planning my next expedition into exotic far away places…

 

My second stint in this store, you could call it a sequel,

I’m glowing in the warmth that comes from treating everyone as my equal,

Life is so much richer when I show love to all people…

 

I’ve been welcomed back by customers and staff with open arms and bright eyes of joy,

Reverted seamlessly to being the most sociable fishmonger that Sainsbury has ever had the good fortune to employ,

So many friends sincerely pleased to see the very Dan that my Past has been trying hard to destroy…

 

The only problem is that it was here that I met Her,

It was over this counter our eyes first connected and inspired that first poetic letter,

 It was in the same smoking room when we first spoke and I knew then that I had to get Her…

 

But why go down that road, even in words??

Because even if I swear that our Love is as Natural as the bees and the birds,

The reality appears to be that she cares for me as Saddam regarded the Kurds…

 

The bottom Line is that I am happy to be back here, but I am not sure how long I will stay,

For now it is cool Getting paid to chat, to make new connections and to play,

But I have loose plans of buying a ticket to Cambodia and a backpack next year, maybe in May….