Michael Collins - MOVING JINDABYNE PNEUMONIA HAMBURGERS (All together in a Portuguese Wrap)

I had to move... The burghers sucked... No... Really

I am sure they were 'infected'... But probably not...

In truth... If truth be known...

(A rarity these days)

I miss my Portuguese Wrap...

Much nicer than this current c r a p...

Still... I would not be surprised if it DID gave me pneumonia!

(After which no-one was ever gonna phone ya)

Well enough negativity... And since you asked...

Years ago I... yes... did go to Jindabyne...

I was a passenger in a 4X4 going at break-neck speed

on an icy road... Terrified every minute by the steep decline.

It was the fabled 'journey into Hades... '

(It was, in fact, the day Hell froze over...)

And I really do not love the cold...

Cannot really see the point...

You've seen one snowflake... You've seen 'em all...

(Not true, I know, still... Time for another joint)

That little adventure ended... Thank God...

Jindabyne is a nightmare of a distant past...

Like being an extra in a second rate movie...

One in which I had been poorly miscast...

(Any resemblance to real events is purely coincidental)

Now... I probably should not be moving

simply because the burghers are not 'up to speed'...

My mood, anyway, should be less of dark... more of light...

Perhaps I need to appreciate 'questionable' cuisine?

Maybe that is the lesson which the Universe is attempting...

to teach me... Still... Some burghers ARE more than a little obscene...