An Ode to Glorious Slash...

I am a big fan of Slash of Guns n Roses/Velvet Revolver fame. Always have been. In the summer, when This Baby was tiny and I nursed her in the wee small hours my mind wandered over to the subject of The Marvellous Mr Slash. It was his birthday, and I had not slept much. I wrote this ode to the great man and promptly forgot all about it, until I found it hidden in a note on my phone the other day. I thought I'd share it with you, partly as proof that you go a little bonkers when you are sleep deprived and partly to show that I should definitely not quit my day job with overblown dreams of becoming a poet. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you;

An Ode to Slash

Oh Slash, lovely Slash,
You may have lots of cash....
but you're also a remarkably talented man, despite some questionable sartorial choices in your past.....

Your wife's name is Perla,
But in many ways it's a shame you're married, cos you're enough to give a girl a......
curly feeling in her fanaca....

You were born in Stoke-on-Trent,
where some might say long hair & leather kecks make you look bent,
but not me.
I've always admired your ability to look truly individual, although I do think some of your tattoos are a little iffy....

Your birthday is today...
So enjoy, and make hay
And feel free to turn this into some sort of cliff-top based guitar ballad, but remember to shove some of the royalties in my direction eh love?