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Mark Bell Apr 2017
Total eclipse of my toilet seat
Staring drunkardly at my feet
Can't move gone one over the eight
Morning looks dodgy I'm might
Be late
How do the hell do I get of the loo
Send me an e mail  with an idea to do
Drowned my liver, killed all my sorrow
I shall not learn I will probably
Do the same tomorrow.
Mark Bell Apr 2017
I want to be a fish
Learn to drive a tank
I want to be a turnip
And become a tiller in a bank
I want to be a lampost
And work down the sewer
I want to be an e mail
Because elephants are getting fewer
I want to be a chicken
So I can cross the road
I want to be the difference
between a frog and a toad
I wanna be a spice girl
And be able to sing
I want to castrate chuck berry
And strangle his ding a ling
I want to be an allotment
I think I've lost the plot
I need to be taken aside
And just humanely shot
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Eft the newt
Swimming eagerly home
A dik dik on a mountain top
Roaming all alone
A quirky fate of nature
Say these creatures will never meet
Reminds me of the humans in a busy bustling  street
Reginald the Chinese man
Walking slowly home
Bob the wandering,Desert nomad
Wandering all alone
A quirky fate of nature say these humans
Will never meet
Reminds me of the newt and the dik dik
In a busy bustling street.
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Moonlit cornfields
Sovereign skies
Majestic glories
All seasons cry

Hallowed lands
Enigma of stone
Beautiful glories
Never alone

Dancing rainbows
Landscape green
Fantastic glories
In aquamarine

Fallow deer
Swallows fly
Majestic glories
For our countries
We die
Mark Bell Apr 2017
A dik dik dik dik
Jumping a ha ha ha ha
Ornamental garden

Mosses lichen green
Acid colours hallowed
Awakening sky

Bonsai Japanese
Tiny small wood shrubbery
Seventeen potted
Mark Bell Apr 2017
I'm hijacking a small shooting star
To travel the universe
Searching for a black hole
So there will be no reverse
I'm going to pinch a role
A part in a Shakespeare play
All this excitement is in my mind today
I'm surfing thee astral plain
I'm dancing on the sun
Dreaming of a woman
To have some lovely fun
Then I woke up with all zest and desire
Then slipped back into reality
And relized my abode was on fire.
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Twisted inside
Brambled rose
Inside my brain
Cancer grows

Temple of doom
Forget me not
Mind so dark
Three dashes
Six dots

My demise accepted
Flowers will sway
Sweet peace at last
I died today.
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