Robyn Hitchcock

A is A Can of Bees, Soft Boys you see
L is for Luxor, 2003
F is Fegmania, a near perfect job
R’s Robyn Sings: plenty of Bob
E’s Element of Light made with The Egyptians
D’s for Decay of the Groovy description
Put them together and what do you get?
Robyn!
No, Alfred, fuck!
It’s my worst poem yet
If you come backstage later
I’ll be the one sobbin’
H is for Hitchcock
You know him: he’s Robyn