of good deeds and punishment
it one of those quirky days,
beginning with displays of living art and intricate canvases of flesh
to miniature giants on the bongos
and leopard printed fire dancers
but the ending has to be an absolute winner
having almost literally carried their beloved little one safely home
the finish?
a big affirmative boot to the arse and out the door
as the gate was pulled shut with a resounding clang
the decree of a complete and total ban
must say that when i imagined being kicked out of the house by a girl's mother,
the scenario was really not quite this.
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go
- Whitesnake (o'course)