ioan-pearce
Welsh
born a valley boy,proudly thrive, / emigrated age of five, / south african childhood,hard and rough, / father died, mam had enough. / came back here at age of twelve, / lots of memories, some i'd shelve. / joined the paras after school / violent times a fighting fool, / marriage, children, settled down, / wild with life, my thorny crown. / widower, but courting strong, / reflecting on what i've done wrong. / eventful life of happy, sadness, / mixed with self indulgent madness. / but now i live a different rule, / older, wiser, no ones fool, / life is good, sometimes cruel, / eventful life.....my writing tool.
we three kings are having a jar,
bearing gifts we stole from the spar,
money counting, profits mounting,...
selling em in the bar.
ooh, ooh, car of wonder,pile of *****
pinched it from a building site,
we proceeded, they don't need it,
taxi's dear this time of night.
we three kings are shy of a goal,
work for a living is selling your soul,
we got money, think it's funny,
tuesday we sign on the dole.
hoodie laughs at working fools,
mocking men that play to rules,
we pay taxes, he relaxes,
he's the king, and we the mules.
Dec 20, 2010
Dec 20, 2010 at 9:01 AM UTC
befriended by the builders
a building site next door
they gave her little jobs to do
although she's only four
when friday came,they even gave
her wages for the week
foreman smiled at sophie's joy
and tweaked her rosie cheek
off she went, to spend her pay
there was no way of stopping
a working girl with hard earned cash
so mummy took her shopping
hello mr sweetshop man
i've got cash to spend
been grafting with my muckers
an real job,....not pretend
are you working monday?
he passed her pick and mix
aye! if those wankers from jewson
bring the ******* bricks
Mar 26, 2010
Mar 26, 2010 at 4:05 PM UTC
food of abundance
feeling redundance
riddled with frustrated rage
pretending to love me
wire above me
confined to a small metal cage
no longer sing
a song on a wing
natural envirioment gone
free as a bird
these words are absurd
in prison, and done nothing wrong
Mar 21, 2010
Mar 21, 2010 at 3:08 AM UTC
while trying to buy some durex
he trembled to his roots
this is just a sport shop sir
you'd better try at boots
half an hour later
fearing confrontation
i'd like to buy a rubber thing
with batteries and vibration
once more the lady scowled
while showing him the door
this is just a sport shop
and don't come back for more
i want some k.y. jelly
he whispered his demand
her patience now exhausted
manager came to hand
what's the problem sir?
you seem a little harassed
welsh rugby, shirt he mumbled
but i'm too embarrassed
Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 1:47 AM UTC
loaded with her weekly shop
outside the doors at asda
***** **** that never let
opportunity go passed her
hello big boy
she stroked his cheek
my bags are heavy
knees are weak
i lift dumbells
night and day
giss ya shopping
lead the way
i've got an itchy *****
and i've got the horn
do you want to see it?
you **** hunk of brawn
you'll have to show me luv
it's hard for me to see
those ****** japanese cars
look all the same to me
Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 1:26 AM UTC
to see alonely child
no mother to confide
a mother once so close
bonded side by side
till illness claimed
left children maimed
stunned in solitude
no calming song
a mammy gone
that fed you love and food
but mother proud
from watching cloud
will guide and shepherd you
with loving arms
and all her charms
from smiling skies of blue
Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 12:56 AM UTC
sneaky stan, the builder man,
who laboured on the site
wheeled a barrow full of straw
for two weeks every night
foreman feared some pilfering
and searched it every day
he fumbled round, but always found
now't below the hay.
but sneaky stan, a gardening man,
unhappy with wage rates
had stolen fourteen wheel barrows
and sold em to his mates
Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 2:08 PM UTC
cross-eyed puppy rottwieler
our bond of love is deep
because of his affliction
the ******* sold him cheap
visited the local vet
took the time and trouble
to make my doggy better
and stop him seeing double
i'll have to put him down at once
said dr fronconstevi
why? just because he's cross-eyed?
no,.... he's ******* heavy
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 1:08 PM UTC
lil jack horner, sat in the corner
nursing his aching back
stuck his fat thumb, right up his ***
and miss muffet gave him a wack
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 12:47 PM UTC
***** del the dealer
dyslexsic dodgy bloke
got a can stuck up my nose
when i tried sniffing coke
offered me a bisco discuit
i think was ecstasy
said that i would dance all night
but he called it a d
snack, and ***** d.m.a
maraganja, ****
pc plod approached the scene
and del was off at speed
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 11:50 AM UTC