Poetic Bonfire

I wanna be yours
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Morris Marina
I will never rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots
I wanna be your
Let me be your raincoat
For those frequent rainy days
Let me be your dreamboat
For when you want to sail away
Let me be your teddy bear
Take me with you anywhere
I don’t care
I wanna be yours
Let me be you electric meter
I will not run out
Let me be the electric heater
You get pneumonia without
Let me be your setting lotion
Grip your skull with deep devotion
Deep as the deep Atlantic ocean
That’s how deep is my devotion
Deep deep deep
Deep deep deep
I don’t hanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
Dr. John Cooper Clarke