Well ain’t life a bitch? Amy arrested!
Amy Winehouse, fine outstanding singer!
I watched a documentary, with some red
Chilean last night. She’s a dead ringer
For Dusty Springfield, but darker; finger
And foot bloody, tattooed with grave excess.
Well, next day she’s banged up in the clink, her
Befuddled stagger and her soiled dress.
She makes a cracking story. What a mess
That crack pipe’s made of her windpipes! She’s fled
From tours, from the James Bond theme tune. Minger
To some, pin-up to others. Caused distress
To dad Mitch, whose black cab’s sadly headed
To North London to bury him or her.
Wed 7 May 2008
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