Crossword compiler whom did suddenly die
The doctors and police,didn't really no why
The compiler he was clever he left them a clue
Still the stupid ******* never new what to do
It wasn't cryptic it had no hidden undertones
It wasn't suicide, I'm messaging it on a phone
So how did he or she come to Meet their maker
Answers You will find in tomorrow's  local paper.

Who was it,the first In space
I can tell you it was a cow.
It wasn't the spoon who
Jumped over the moon
It just got mixed up somehow.
Mother Hubbard sat on a wall
Ole King Cole never went to the ball.
Humpty Dumpty watched his garden so green
While the ugly sisters kept cinders unclean
What was poor old bo peep to do
Ask Sherlock I tell you haven't got a clue.
Forgive me people it's all bill hook
Shoot the piano player I'm only the cook

Good god
Devil evil
Interpretation is the word
I think it's all in the prose
Or am I just absurd
Strike me down as a non believer
An atheist or just absurd
But I can't help thinking
Or am I just good with words
I am of both factions
I'm evil and I'm good
It's only down to interpretation
Is it why I'm mis-understood
I believe
I decieve
It's apart of good and bad but
I  think I've have worked it out

The story of thee old empty barn
A scary story a ****** good yarn
It was a story,a story not to be told
I kept my mouth shut that's why I grew old.
Now I've reached an age, decriped in time
I will open my tongue,hear the bad bells chime
See I had committed a ****** ,I really did ****
Psychopathic me, chased by thee old bill,
See psychopaths can't keep there deeds closed
I will not tell you my name ,I'm so in disposed
See the barn and me go back such along time,
I ask you the jury did I really commit the crime.

I got an idea,see you what you think
Let's paint the world a bright shade of pink
Let's start a World Wide Web,paint campaign
We could even brighten up,all the ****** rain.
Make a long ladder to paint the frosty moon
Paint all the animals,pink elephants and baboons
Taking it to another level we will paint the seas
Paint Mount Everest and the Arctic freeze.

Please can somebody write verse number two
Then pass it on thank you

Sabre rattling in the world
Is surely getting out of hand
Third World War,well odds on,
I putting on fifty grand.
Made me a little bunker
Made it of concrete and lead
I don't no why I'm spending
Fifty grand,odds on favourite
I'll end up dead,
So when the bombs go boom off
And all the ****  hits the fan
Put your head up your ****
And make an alternative plan
Mr America being the hard nose police,
Mr Korea just being-naughty sheep.
Mr Russia just hasn't got a clue
NATO and Europe such a motley crew.
Ring a ring a roses a posy full of dread
Stop eating out of the basket of despair
And stop trying to turn our rivers red.
I have a solution let's all paint the world
Bright pink,
And run around stark naked, what would
Your neighbours think.

Mist on the lake  slowly forms
Then covers meadow green
Echoing silence,oh so serene
Morning chorus,crack of dawn
Sun coming up a new day is born.