mister thomas
Singer:aphrodite's child
a friend who's got daisies in his pocket
mr. thomas owns a red bike
and his heart flies like a kite
he gives a coin to the children
who play war with wooden guns
mr. thomas remains at home
when other people go to church
in his dust booked the phone
round it's edge things always emerge
mr. thomas isn't newspaper
when the hills do glitter the river
where all things can choose
my grand uncle when he sees him says
he's crazy" and starts to grin