Parting Gesture - Fiction

The rats in the hall

Are starting to form

A line to the door

They’re calling my name

Pointing outside

Calling my name

Pointing outside

I’ve got nowhere to live

But I’ve got places to go

Places to go

But where will I go?

Where will I go?

Where will I go?

Can I come round?

Parting gesture

Smiling slightly

Parting gesture

Waving slightly

Parting gesture

Noli me tangere

Parting gesture

Keep the food in the fridge

Because all of it’s yours

All of it’s yours

But some of it’s mine

Some of it’s mine

Some of it’s mine

Can I come round?

I’ve got somewhere to live

But I’ve got nowhere to go

Nowhere to go

Where will I go?

Myself and myself

We’ll get on a bus

And float past your house

I hope that you get

Whatever you want

Whatever you want

No I don’t

I hope that a comet

Lands on your house

Lands on your house

No I don’t