Wind for sale

A collection of rockets and marmalade bones
2 sprinkles of flatuant hand written phones
A puff and a smurf with arms to flail
Hankey deankle, it's wind for sale

Buy it and keep at a cheese-ridden gargle
spoon the moon reversal fargal
Present it by hand or ear if required
but sift the lisp and become retired

Scrape the knees across the floor
retard your angel around the door
spanner the sparrow and mantelpie
the elfs continue to steal my eye

Keep the carbon but leave the soot
fly the weavers and scream the foot
carve the sea in to a snail
and then return with the holy grail.