Sweet sweet rose
Harsh hard thorns
She was like this
Day she was born
Petals Consuming
So vividly red
Me and mum
We lived in dread
Scented so bitter
Blossoming not
Sweet sweet rose
Deserved what she got.

Sweet sweet rose
Soft silky thorns
He was like this
The day he was born
Petals all giving
So vividly bright
Me and mum
It was just right
Scented so innocence
Blossoming hot
Sweet sweet rose
Deserved what he got.

Mona Lisa
Eyeball pleaser
Painted by some
Artist geezer
Van Gogh sunflowers
Loads of money
If Vince was alive
He would find it funny
Constable a painter of note
Was a White van man
In an overcoat,
Ed the munch
Painted his scream
Monet and the Lillie’s
Looked so serene
All these artists
Are all now dead
There creative ghosts
Reside inside my shed

Touch of velvet
Orchid blue
Heart so scented
Innocence is true

Holiday to the sun
On a paper rocket
It’s going to be fun
I’m thinking a trip
To the earths moon
Away in the stars
We will do it soon
A little trip to Venus
In a yellow transit
Shaped like a *****
Years from now a
Trip down to hell
If I get out of this asylum
You can come as well
Men in white coats
With keys on a chain
Won’t let me go
They think I’m insane
I’ve hatched a plan
It’s not going well
We will have to cancel
This trip to hell
Sell the transit and buy a bus
Go to Bognor  
And kick up a fuss
Please don’t  hold out
any hope  for me
I think they threw
Away the key
Tip top smile

Tsunami wave
Harmonic emotion
Volcanic eruption
Melodic devotion
Hurricane wind
Symphonic heart
Northern lights
We will not part.

School school
Gene pool of fools
Sinking in the
Education boat
Knowledge was
Not keeping me afloat
Had a good memory
All seemed a sham
It was all about
Exam exam
I had all the tools
So I joined the fools
School was a circus
I was a clown
I fell out of the
Education boat
And I nearly drowned
All the fools I had to fob
Changed tactics
And got a teachers job.

Profile me
I’m on a app
I’m a ******
Imagine that
Tracking me
Waste of time
In the end
Is there a crime
E mail me up
Send me a text
Tracking me seems
So complex
Better to just
knock My door
I’m just me.