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John Bartholomew Jul 2024
We all have the odd car written off
But people can do the same, and mark you as a right off
Fussy down to something you said
Or a letdown in the sack on someone else's bed
A change in look or you've put on a bit of weight 
Not for me anymore, as you move onto her best mate Kate
You learn a language together, first German and then French
Sacre Bleu! Mon amie, not tonight love, you can sit on the bench
You prefer your tea when she just sups her coffee
Liverpool forever and then shes a bleeding toffee
A phonecall is more personal than some random text
Message away with no response, as she clearly didnt give two fecks
So that was that and just a waste of time
As perserverance is a key even if the alley is blind
But some wanted loves were never meant to be
As I gaze from the clifftop, just watching the swirling of the sea.

Write Off

JJB
John Bartholomew Jul 2024
Happy alone in a world of my own
Not tuning into the everyday tones
Parents in the playground always with a groan
All cars cost too much, on lease hire or by loan 
Settled and mellow in these God given bones
Just turn the noise right down on your latest iPhone
Because, and I repeat,
I'm happy, and don't want to say it again,
thats just me,
I'm happy,
Happy Alone

#pleaseleavemealone

JJB
John Bartholomew Jul 2024
A new Government needed
The previous begged, borrowed and pleaded
New ground moved for the unseeded
As we all pick a brand new selection
For this country needs a buzz of momentum
Our borders currently open to bedlam
Do we stick with what we've got or move into new production
Sir Kier Starmer seems to have more faces than Big Ben
Angela Raynor holds his leash as she really is Mother Hen
Or do we give him another unelected go, our PM Mr Sunak
Some already crossed the line, as none really had his back
Surely not Ed Davey and his band of Liberal Democrats
Pulling daily stunts in the water, looking a bit of a prat
Because the polls show that none of us really know how to vote
Some thinking of leaving for good, by plane, train or by boat
As the general cencus seems to be,
no Government can resurge this land,
as this great Oak wither's into a poisoned tree
But whoever does gain power, please put fuel into our fire and make it pretty quick
As we as a once great nation, are feeling tired and low,
and I hate to say it, becoming almost sick

#whichboxdoitick

JJB
John Bartholomew Jun 2024
You can write away until your hearts content
Looking at those words that you wish you had not sent
But my heart is broken not laying down dead
I will find solace and happiness is some others loving bed
A lapse in time is all you sadly were
As I tell my heart and my head and on this we can concur
Our severed love is not a chopped down tree
As I still have life and words will not **** me

JJB
John Bartholomew Jun 2024
There are times in life when we just need a chat
A laugh, some fun, not always a bit of that
To pick up the phone and know they'll always be there
Sometimes leads to nookie, just to show you they care
As we all need that friend who answers a midnight text
Meet up in the morning, a coffee at Costas inside Next
For life is to short to carry the weight of the world
Knock on their door, release you silly worries,
go see your,

Go-to-Girl

JJB
John Bartholomew Jun 2024
Living out of bags thrown on the floor
Different numbered doors on every tour
Rolling up my baccy to release the stress
These band days are over, oh what a mess
Loading amps from Orange onto a Marshall 
Setting up the phone, the singer a two-timing rascal
Soon to hit the papers, from The Sun and onto the Fleet
Pregnancy is something you just can't keep discreet 
The rows will soon tear this love apart 
Now kipping on the bus where the guy's belch and often ****
These days will soon be over, give me my kids and a day in the park 
As life on the road could soon be a non-start
Just one more tour
A quick line to secretly score
As years of carrying this load really has left me quite sore

Roadie

JJB
John Bartholomew Jun 2024
I ponder the fact if I am man-made
If God lost his plans and I was part of the trade
Here you go computer brain, have a go on this
See if you can upgrade here, an upload from my GCSE brain list
You see, we download our knowing from everything we see
From TV programmes, Netflix, and the BBC
Onto our time at school and our parent's philosophy
Why study if I am DNA-made, who needs trigonometry
Then again, are my parents just an implant of imagination
Are my emotions really real, such as love and frustration
As I watch the news and the world as a nation
All governed by robots on a far away station
And to think, they'd even let me think this speculation
...
Wow
Am I different and the last man on Earth
Allowed to write this drivel as mother was the last to have given birth
Have I broken the code they did not want us to see
Or maybe thats it, the last man to haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa­aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavu;iogbo'ubou'bipbipbipoub
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JJB
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