Original
Blue remembered hills by A. E. HOUSEMAN (1859-1936)
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again
.
Parody
Blue remembered pills by Anon
Into my heart an air that kills
Whose roll-up cigs are those?
What are those blue remembered pills?
What powders up my nose?
This is the land of true content
Whose pleasures must be tasted
Don’t ask me what all that meant
I’m well and truly wasted!
Apologies to A E Houseman
Blue remembered hills by A. E. HOUSEMAN (1859-1936)
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again
.
Parody
Blue remembered pills by Anon
Into my heart an air that kills
Whose roll-up cigs are those?
What are those blue remembered pills?
What powders up my nose?
This is the land of true content
Whose pleasures must be tasted
Don’t ask me what all that meant
I’m well and truly wasted!
Apologies to A E Houseman
