By Night I'm John Travolta By Day I'm Stephen Fry Poem by Mark Heathcote

By Night I'm John Travolta By Day I'm Stephen Fry



It's Tipsy 'o'clock, and I'm ready to rock-n-roll.
My confidence is high, and it's hard to defy.
I'm a gifted dancer of R&B and Motown Soul.
By night I'm John Travolta; by day I'm Stephen Fry.

Although I'm getting older, I really -do try
To give those hot swaggers of Española.
Till I find my own Lolita and slap her thigh
Naturel, I'll treat her to my Émile Zola.

And through the night we'll turn more than a page over.
I'll give her what for -boys' chapter and verse.
Swearing, it wasn't all sensational, moreover—
But in truth, I'll have my heart and soul immersed.

It's Tipsy 'o'clock, and I'm ready to rock-n-roll.
And lose all discipline and self-control.

Monday, October 14, 2013
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