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So I bought the grapes last week
Because you told me to buy grapes last week
And they sat in the bowl on the bench
And they sat in the bowl on the bench
And no-one ate them
And you told me to buy them
Because you'd eat them
So they got old
And grew mould
Until one night
Something tapped me on the shoulder
And it was one of the grapes
It had a big black Dostoevsky beard
And it said
"You wanna open the back door?
'Cause the guys need to take a piss."
So I threw the grapes out
And washed the bowl

© Adam Ford, 1997