It's curtains for me
PRETTY PINK, GENTLE WHITE
BULBOUROUS FOLDS NICE AND TIGHT
SPINDLY STALKS THAT MAKE BELIEVE THEY SWAY
SWORDLIKE BLADES, THAT WAIT FOR DAY
THE GLOW OF LIGHT THAT’LL BATHE YOUR ROOM
SO OFTEN DRAWS YOU OUT OF YOUR GLOOM
NO MATTER A GREY DAY
OR WHEN THE SUN IS DETERMINED TO HAVE IT’S SAY
FORGET MODERN BLINDS
LEAVE THEM BEHIND
CURTAINS DO IT FOR ME
TAKE A LOOK AND SEE
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Talk To Me.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M ALWAYS GOING ON
ABOUT THE EARTH, THE MOON AND THE SUN
CONVERSATION DOESN'T HAVE TO BE
ABOUT DANCE, DRINKING AND FOOTBALL
I JUST WANT TO BROADEN THE THEME, THAT'S ALL
I JUST WANT TO MAKE MYSELF UNDERSTOOD
SO GETTING PEEVED WON'T DO ANY GOOD
SO, COME ON, EXPRESS YOURSELF
DON'T BE LEFT ON THE SHELF
IT COULD BE WORST
THAN TO EXPRESS YOURSELF IN VERSE.
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Swag Bag
Dubiously earned, carefully packed
Loads and loads of greenbacks
Poor people won't understand
No rough diamond, he skips across the pond
Charged to shore up this institution
Lettered in his contract is his saviour..his absolution
Laughing all the way from the bank
His golden handshake with our thanks
Lesser mortals look up to him
And work out how to commit their own sin.
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Gotcha
Winter’s not yet here so they’re still around
We long for the snow that would send them to ground
If your leg was a peg, you’d be half ok
Just hope they want the right one on that day
You know they’ve found you when you hear that buzzing sound
You could be skinny, or fat and round
As they tuck into that blood so rich
You know you’ve been had when it begins to itch.
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Know your friends
They're there to break your spirit
Any rumours going, they're in it
Embellished tales even though they're your kin
No restraint as they commit sin after sin
Ostracised..lonesome you
Life's so short, they've nothing better to do
A cold nose, wagging tail
Solace again comes to your aid
Honesty and integrity built in
The best friend you could ever want
They only wish to others you would grant.
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Peace At Last
Another rocket, another bomb issuing yet more smoke
Buildings falling, dust and rubble, shield your face or choke
More incendiaries that heat the earth
The family of man have no value of life and it's worth
Populations expand, more mouths to feed
Less and less land and it produces more weed
At a time in the future when we are all gone
The earth will sigh and say "thankfully that's all done".
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Angry.
OLD ANGRY WAS AS BROAD AS A SHEET
GRUMPY AND SULLEN, AND FULL OF MEAT
HE WOULD STAND, APPEARING EIGHT FOOT SQUARE
FOR A SMALL BOY HE WAS A WALL, NOT ALWAYS THERE
SNORTING AT THE FLIES AND SWISHING HIS TAIL
I'D THINK HE WAS AFTER ME AND BECOME PALE
NO GENTLER BEAST THERE WAS TO BE
I COULDN'T SEE AT THE TIME HE WASN'T AFTER ME
I DIDN'T PLAY WITH HIM, A PITY
HE WAS NEVER THIS MONSTER WITH HORNS...HE WAS JUST ANGRY.
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Oh Doctor
Alice lies on the slab, she's been examined all over
this doctors name should have been 'Rover'
his tongue hangs from an open jaw
he's in an uncontrolled awe
he's transfixed by her mound of venus
she's aware but doesn't want to make a fuss
'you must be finished by now, doctor, this is not an old sow
don't get excited
you'll be out the door when you get reported
I know how to cool you, you can bet
you'll be transferred to a vet.'
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Fast Food
Two vultures sit on a branch up a tree
I've stopped, and armed with my camera, I approach stealthily
I begin to smell a pong
I squinted around and located the source before long
A dead alligator, hit by a car, it had crawled to the side
They're waiting for decomposition to get through the tough hide
They wait it out, They may have young to feed
But others are smarter and also have a brood
So they wing their way to the dump..for some fast food.
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Aisha's Hollarween
Aisha brown is ready for Halloween
She’s donned the most amazing costume you’ve ever seen
She’ll be a fantastic witch
Complete with flying broom, (really..more like a switch)
She walks around reciting, m-a-t..mat, c-a-t..cat
I’ll just have to remind her “not that kind of spell”
She takes no notice, oh well
She may have abandoned this masquerade of horror
As it took three of us to catch her
Having seen her own reflection in the mirror.
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