There are holes in the sky
Where the rain gets in,
But they're ever so small
That's why rain is thin.
I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
I must go down to the sea again,
To the lonely sea and the sky,
I left my vest and socks there,
I wonder if they're dry?
Spike Milligan - author, actor, reluctant soldier, Goon, conservationist, poet, comedy genius.
16th April 1918 - 27th February 2002.