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Queer Kiss-mas

It’s the festive season, Hip hip hooray!

Now’s a good time to be happy and Gay

This time of year can be lonely and cold

So get out those glad-rags, be daring. Be bold.

 

Try a new lipstick, buy a sprig of mistletoe

Tune into the season, its ringing Go Gay Go!

Dry clean that jacket. Put on that bow tie

If you feel like snogging, don’t think why?

 

Christmas time can be stressful and fraught

Overspending, overeating, doing what you ought

So relax and smile a little, look around you, it’s free.

Enjoy the many pleasures of our Community

 

Be kind, be nice, it is the seasonal mission

Spread love and goodwill, I give you my permission

Just one more thing to say before I go

I wish you a Merry Xmas, with lots of Yo, Ho, Ho!

The Caravan Club

Who cares that they hate us

Out there, on the street.

Here we have a place,

We can secretly meet.

 

We can dress how we like,

Just relax and enjoy

Without fear or shame,

Be a girl or a boy.

 

We adopt new names,

Play gender games

Love outside the Law

At the Caravan Club.

 

It has to be said

I feel quite Queer

I wonder if its because

Lady D. is sitting near.

 

I wouldn’t say no,

Shouldn’t like to miss

An opportunity if it arose

And, she offered me a kiss

 

I’m feeling, oh so Queer!

On a cushion I shall lie

Perhaps she might come over

And we’ll kiss & coo & sigh.

 

I love it here,

It’s naughty, safe & fun.

We can be ourselves

No need to hide or run.

 

At The Caravan Club.

Summer in the City

Summer in the city

Heat rising from dusty pavements

Dogs panting in the shade

Keep thinking about you

 

Summer in the city

Sleeping under a satin sheet

Dreaming about your breasts

Wondering when we can meet

 

Summer in the city

Wrong kind of heat for transport

Buses trains, tubes and traffic

Grind to a dusty halt

 

Summer in the city

Lying on the grass in the park

Eating, drinking flirting

Al Fresco with friends

 

Summer in the city

Feeling its hot rumble

Longing to see you, without any

Clothes or other considerations

 

Summer in the city

Everyone’s feeling tetchy

Waiting for life after work

Playtime Gaytime Nicetime

 

Summer in the city

Escaping to the sea-side

Then diving back into

The city’s hot waiting mouth

PEOPLE WILL SAY WE’RE IN LOVE

(Performed with musical accompaniment to ‘People will say we’re in love’ by Rogers & Hammerstein, 1943, but in a minor key)

Don’t praise my work so much

Don’t stand quite so near

Don’t laugh at my jokes too much

People will guess that we’re Queer

 

Don’t sigh and gaze at me

Your love is far too clear

Your eyes mustn’t glow like mine

People will know that we’re Queer

 

Don’t risk being truthful

Honesty would cost us both dear

Our families shamed, us prosecuted

Just because we are Queer

50th Anniversary of the Decriminalisation of Homosexuality

There is danger in dark places

For men like us, there are no spaces

Where we can be proud, where we can be free

Where I can love you and you, can love me

 

We know how great the risk would be

We’d be ostracized by society

Our lives & careers would be ruined of course

By blackmail, prosecution, threats or force

 

Because of that we play the game

Of love that dare not speak its name

My problem is when I hear your voice

My spirit doth lift and my heart rejoice

 

My flesh is weak, but my spirit strong

I know in my heart it is not wrong

For man to love man, and boy to love boy

To share love and respect, happiness and joy