The Party
Harry was there in his own private hell
small Lucy won't make it - she can't reach the bell
Julie, red-headed, red-eyed and red
and poor silly Cecil just got out of bed
A fat man who sat there and smiled smug with gin
a bald man, small sherry, not once known to grin
Cold Colin, all golfer laughed at some joke
Dave, an old hippy, no drink just a smoke
Chill Moira once pretty sat stuck in the glass
and Maria her sister a much dimmer lass
Cathy so banal with good living yearns
will she meet a Prince Charming that earns?
Tall Tony a con man who smiled to himself
and swift silent Michael foredoomed for the shelf
Dear Vernie all mixed-up complete and confused
and Boney, her husband, once funny now used
The Party fell silent as you go to bed
the night and the its sounds and the Party are dead
Harry was there in his own private hell
small Lucy won't make it - she can't reach the bell
Julie, red-headed, red-eyed and red
and poor silly Cecil just got out of bed
A fat man who sat there and smiled smug with gin
a bald man, small sherry, not once known to grin
Cold Colin, all golfer laughed at some joke
Dave, an old hippy, no drink just a smoke
Chill Moira once pretty sat stuck in the glass
and Maria her sister a much dimmer lass
Cathy so banal with good living yearns
will she meet a Prince Charming that earns?
Tall Tony a con man who smiled to himself
and swift silent Michael foredoomed for the shelf
Dear Vernie all mixed-up complete and confused
and Boney, her husband, once funny now used
The Party fell silent as you go to bed
the night and the its sounds and the Party are dead
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