Deaf
Dumb
And
Blind
All I
Have is
Touch
Please please
Cuddle me
I don’t need
Much.
I have
A heart
It lies
Within
So please
Caress
My tender
Skin.
I have
A nose
And I can
Smell so
You can kiss
My lips
As well .
I cannot see
The stars above
Given time
We shall
Make love.

Crow and the snake
Made a great mistake
Having a child called me.

They broke my heart
But not my soul
Crow and the snake
So brutally cold.

I think they wanted
A little boy
Me to them I was
A throw away toy.

Crow and the snake
Gave me no name
I was a pawn
In an awkward game.

Abuse can come in
Many a disguise
All wrapped up
In manipulative lies.

I wish the snake
And the rotten crow
Would fade away
As the fresh wind blow.

Haunted house
Apple hill
Evil lurked
Time stood still.

Spirits play
Spectres ****
In that house
On apple hill.

Foolish or brave
I had to go
So I visited
This horror show.

Pressed the doorbell
Of this haunted house
Screamed like a lion
Roared like a mouse.

Door hinges creaked
Opened wide
Deep breath
I went inside.

Apparitions flew
Inside the room
Showed no fear
Appending doom.

Noise deafening
Screams they thrill
Inside this house
On apple hill

Sitting in dusty chair
Near fire of bones
I did not care.
Demon appeared
Sat down beside
He was the spirit
Of Jekyll and Hyde
Please I said you
Don’t frighten me
Be good fellow
Make us some tea.

Demon roared laughter
Howled as if in pain
Then asked me if I
Was completely insane.

I now reside in this house
On apple hill
Where spirits would play
And time stood still.

Come and visit me
In this lovely place
I’ll try not to scare
And eat your face.

Post code PO3666
Apple hill
Come and get your
Daily thrill.

I am what I am
Gender *****
Who am I
Don’t give a -uck
Gender is like
Flying a flag
Causes problems
Put it in a body bag.
You are what you are
It Is what it is
Gender wokes
Still *******.
You are what you are
Gender *****.
Who are you,
Never understood
Why you give a -uck.
LGB  QPR
Please don’t give a ****
What gender you are.

Doggerel is the way to go
Going to master the art
In the bad poetry show
Useless lyrics
Worthless rhyme
I’m getting better
Just give me time
Ditties are crazy
Limericks funny
Writing doggerel
I’m on the money.
Hey ****** ******
The cat had a piddle
All over the kitchen floor
The little dog laughed
To see such fun so
The cat did a little bit more.
Are these the words of a
Doggerel poet
I’m  not very good and
I think I know it.

I read some poetry
I don’t understand
Haven’t got a clue
So do forgive me if
I do not review.
I would not no if
Poetry is good or bad
No empathy no apathy
I think I’m always sad
I wish to think I must
Not upset
About others poetry
I just don’t get.

All wrapped up
Inside a song
The power of
Love never wrong.

After the loving
Two become one
Loving you is
Wholesome fun.

Come up and see me
And cry me a river
I Keep on loving you
I’m all a dither

In my love shack
We lust for life
Oh pretty woman
Became my wife.

Had a life of Riley
With my wild one
My Sharona
My wholesome one

Waking up were we belong
My life wrapped up in a song.
At the end of a beautiful day
Me and sharona will fade away.