MY HAND

MY HAND SEIZES UP ON ME,
AS THE OTHER ONE WRITES,SEE
AND ALL THE WORDS I WRITE
LOCK UP THE OTHER SIDE
ALRIGHT.
SO I KNOW THIS COMES FROM GOD,
ISN'T THAT REALLY ODD?
AND WHILST SOME SIT THERE EATING COD,
I'VE EATEN HAKE,GOD SAVE THE FISHES
IN LAKE.
I'D RATHER NOT SHAKE MY SALT
MUCH VINEGAR HAVE I BEEN TAUGHT.
SO DON'T TELL ME FISH
LIVE IN THE SEA,
'CAUSE THAT'S PREDICTABLE FOR ME.
YET I KNOW YOU COULD HAVE ME HOOKED.
IF WE WROTE EACH OTHER A BOOK,
OH,WON'T YOU PLEASE TAKE A LOOK,
I'LL TRY NOT TO WRITE THE LINE YOU THOUGHT
FOR I HAVE BROUGHT ANOTHER WORD
WHAT IF A FISH WAS A BIRD?
IT'S BLOODY HARD TO TWEET BENEATH THE SEA!
SAID THE OCTOPUS TO ME.
HAVE YOUR SUCKERS BEEN IN A FLAP BEFORE?
OR ARE THEY DESTINED FOR THE SHORE
THEN EVEN PRE FISH AND CHIPS
THE BIRD HAD CHIRPS.....