shipwreck

Shipwrecked  He was Japanese, smiled politely  and took his shoes off I smiled also, it was the right thing for us to do,  shipwrecked sat in a rubber raft of the type leaving Tripoli  Libya, where we murdered Gaddafi and made a mess in the smaller  states he helped All this because Tony Blair and the loathsome French president bored money from Gaddafi but didn't  want to pay it back We had harpooned a whale with  a pen knife and a cycle pump but we didn't have soy sauce and let the beast go  A blue balloon in a sea of calmness  The setting sun teased us, throwing gold coins into liquid jade. At dawn, the Japanese gave me his teeth and swam towards the rising sun I gave the teeth to an elderly shark  that, in gratitude, piloted me to Mandalay where i met another loser selling  pink oversized bra, suitable as tents for the bombed-out people of Gaza green plastic buckets and Nottingham scarf,  The Japanese sent me a postcard offered me, a Toyota at half-price Racial harmony is about  common respect