OI, you, white van man,
Speeding your way around this land,
Slow the hell up, and breathe in the air,
It's just a delivery, you will get there.


Hey, you, little boy racer,
Tearing along roads,trying to impress her,
You won't look so cool, strapped into a chair,
And your girl travels round with the guy who played fair.


Look, mum, please take your time,
So what if the kids don't get to school until nine,
I mean, surely arriving there late, but intact,
Is better than coming home in a box, think of that!.

All frills on top, but you're still beautiful,
All make up on your face, but without it you're awsome,
Curls piled high on your head, but it looks amazing first thing.

I guess what im trying to say is,
In spite of your efforts to try to be better,
You've missed the point. YOU ALREADY ARE!

The crook of your neck smells adorable,
Even when you haven't bathed for a while,
Because that is your essence, your own scent.

So, dont change, not for me, not for him,
My beautiful, bohemian, non conformist,
Sweet baby girl...

I know myself, and i know i'm nice,
So why would you act as cold as ice?,
You're horrid to me, and it hurts me so bad,
And i thought you were a funny, likeable lad.

But my skin is thick, and i have many friends,
Who will step up to the plate, and see me to the end,
So bring it, this unprovoked attack at my expense,
I'm blameless, nice, and will never sit on the fence.

If you wanted to blame me, why didn't you just say?,
Instead of attacking me, and then running away?,
It seems like you target who you feel like, at that time,
So please, leave me and mine, to do what we love, to just rhyme.....



This is my attempt at speaking my mind, as everyone keeps saying, we are welcome to do so. But when i do,, i get attacked,albeit from afar, which frankly ****** me off!!!!!

The thirst was gripping,
His will was slipping,
A fix would sort him out,
A female ******,
This genius surgeon,
To this faith, he is devout.

The moon shows up,
He drains his cup,
And enters into the night,
The wait seems longer,
He has time to ponder,
How he'll use his doctors knife.

And, look, he sees her,
His need is like fever,
He must be careful now,
Her drunken laughter,
He follows after,
And  wipes his sweaty brow.

A sweep so quick,
And just a *****,
Her neck leaks blood, so slowly,
His eyes close up,
His ego shows up,
Mountjoy leaves temporarily.

Here stands a monster,
Who pounced upon her,
climactic satisfaction,
His work plans grow,
He intends to show,
These girls, are, but a fraction...

Little, red, and a bit of a ****,
The truancy officer visited grandma's hut,
Red has been fondling with the wood cutters wood,
And lost it, so she cut it off, as best she could.

She's now got a taste for it, her and the wolf,
So she lures all the young girls,and feeds them vermouth,
Then , when under the influence, they feel a bit woosie,
She'll cut off their heads, and eat their, ahem, excuse me!.

So don't go into the woods from now on,
Because Red and her Wolf are waiting til dawn,
With their axe that she stole from the wood cutter,
And, mr.Wolfman, with claws and teeth, hatching a plan!

The night was fun,
She felt quite drunk,
But the taxi left without her,
She wrapped her shawl,
And shed her shoes,
And started singing out louder.

She walked and sang,
Quite merrily,
So unaware of danger,
A shadow showed,
A figure pounced,
She stood to face a stranger.

Her eyes were wide,
She shrieked with fright,
His knife rose up to cut her,
Her throat gaped open,
And blood flowed downwards,
Her flesh sliced just like butter.

Excitement grew,
He felt the rush,
And moved on to her gut,
His knife took on,
Its own cruel life,
And he continued with his eyes shut.

The moon gave off,
An eerie glow,
The blood tasted just like wine,
Another fix,
For lord mountjoy,
Strolls home to plan the next time....

Do you love it when I smile?,
Do you love it when I open MY heart ?,
IF so, you never say.

Are you glad that you're MY friend?,
Have you got blessings for ME this week?,
IF so, you never say.

I am the one at the back of YOUR class,
I am the muse aching for YOUR attention,
When your praise is all,"yeah yeah".

I don a dunce hat, and sit here,
In the corner,
Waiting,
For YOUR approval.....