Trev's Lost His Head (Again)

When Trev last lost his head
it was over a girl he'd met on a ferry
travelling between
Rotterdream and Kilmacerrie.

He's lost his head on numerous occasions
but it's never caused him any problems
and, eventually, he always gets it back.
Someone finds it in a ditch
or a nightclub,
or underneath a table in a pub.

They say 'Here's Trev's head.
He's lost it again, daft bugger,
When will he ever learn?'

But Trev carries on without it;
fixes leaks, clears gutters, unblocks drains,
gets along fine with no head and no brains.

But where it is now is anyone's guess.
Perhaps it's at the bottom of the sea
somewhere between Rotterdream and
Kilmacerrie. Maybe the ferry girl,
happy to have a new man in her life,
popped it in her bag
and took it home to meet her mum and dad.

Or perhaps she's married
and her jealous husband discovered it
on his regular search through her belongings
and is now looking for the rest of Trev.
Maybe he's got a gun in his pocket,
a knife up his sleeve,
and is wielding a baseball bat?

I would warn Trev to keep his head down
but I guess it's too late for that.