Poetry Writings Artwork and stories from Neil Furby

Sep 27, 2006 at 22:11 o\clock

Blanket man

Blanket man Blanket man

We pass you by each day

You have become a Wellington Icon

But what’s the price you pay

 Blanket man Blanket man

Putting ya body on the line

So close to the roadside

Your death wish is a sign 

Blanket man Blanket manHow come you are this way?

Tapping sticks for money

But we still pass you by each day

 Chorus

Lets all become blanket people

 And lie down naked wrap up warm

Sticks a tapping for a new New Zealand

Enlightened peoples on a new dawn  

@Neil Furby


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