BORN TO MISS

You see I came to everything too late

I missed the first train

I missed the last bus

I missed the sixties swinging

The Stones and The Beatles singing

I missed On The Road and Happy Days

Woodstock, Bob Dylan and the hippy craze

I missed the signals

That women give

Carnaby Street and I Want To Live

I missed double sixteen

More times than I can remember

And I missed the Lewis effigy-burning

Every bloody November.