Age creates a quandary. To keep searching for the goblet of eternal youth or to just let time and gravity do their worst.

Another gem from the hands of Javolenus that again has proved magic does exist


If you are cautioned by those that know
A little heavy on the one man show
Be careful it could come to blows
Gifted are the ones you dance with
And if you wear McQueen and Smith
You’ll know that it will come to this
A heavy dose of hit and miss
But something you will always give

I’ve got your face on my shoulder
I’m black and white and read all over
When Piers interviews me I told you
You’ll hear my real side parading
It’s written somewhere we should share our juices
Perform an act of human rudeness
Revert to form and claim we’re just stupid
You’ll kiss my wrists when I am shaving

Sorry voices on a platter of blandness
You keep your secret in a box of makeup
Someone said you were destined for greatness
They had their tongue down your throat
And I was somewhere where thigh meets groin
I told you tonight you would be spoiled
But you were restless and my good plans were foiled
You dressed and headed out for the long boats

It’s summers warning that there could be chills
For noone came of their own free will
A combination of a few good pills
And a nose pressed to a flat glass
The years will scrape away the truth
Leaving pioneers to seem aloof
When all they want is a piece of you
To help the days go by fast

Sally Burgess had a hair of gold
Bought it in a bottle from a tale they’d told
Ended up still wearing it when she got old
Wanted to become a girl of passion
But the distance from her heart to soul
Was far beyond the things that would keep control
They all thought that she was very bold
Despite the fact her love was rationed