Fiddler's Bitch

Been a while - since I tasted your rank kiss

you are ............... a fiddler's bitch.

Been a while - since you raided my wish list

you are ................ a drunkards filth.

& I miss your morning breath

& the way you bow your head

when the nonsense in your eyes has turned to sorrow.

yeah, it's been a while

since you made your great escape

& I collapsed at the gate

all crumpled, all dead weight

but I wont wallow

because

you were a fiddler's bitch

a trench mouthed derelict

you were ..... a death bed ache

a vile choking paste

but I loved you ...........fiddler's bitch.