Had a little think
Let’s turn the
World a shade
Of pink.
Start of simple
Dogs and cats
Paint the elephants
Then the rats.
Political
Parties
To wear
Pink suits.
Policemen
Would look
Nice in
Pretty
Pink boots.
Houses of Parliament
Pretty in pink
Can we get going
What do you think?
Pink up your house
Pink up the street
Pink up the prime minister
Who pinched your heat.
Pink up the world
There’s lots to do
If we run out of pink
We start painting blue.

The ******
Waits upon
The hill
Biding his
Time to
Make the ****
Oh so boring
Then the thrill.
Take the shot
Oh what skill
When it’s time
To make the
**** breathe
Then fire.

Bullet travels
Makes no sound
Split seconds
Target found,
Body
extinguished
Hits the ground.
When you feel your
Bones do crackle then
You’ve been targeted
By the jackal.

Seeing the world
In a different way
The monster inside
Wants to come
Out and play.
They said I was
Nice
They paid the price
My captives dressed
In white.

I’m a little sweetie pie
Adoring Jekyll
And Hyde
Injections three times
A day
I made those **** holes
Cry.

In my wheelhouse
I had no light
In my heart
No wrong
No right
Those men in
White coats
Didn’t put up a fight.

Morning chill
Ran down their
Spines
I ate their livers
And drunk there
Blood
All my life I’ve
Been misunderstood.

Me and my cat
Have fallen out.
I am old she is
Frail I seemed
To have stood
Upon her tail.

No cuddles for me
Just a look of
Distain
I’m out on my ear
I hope it don’t rain

She will come round
In a day or two
I’ll give her treats
What can you do

Seventeen this
Dotty old cat
Will she forgive me
For doing that.

Solitary clouds
Do collide.
Sometimes
It’s risky
To take
The ride.

Solitary clouds
Combine in the
Sky,
Listen to the rain
She Will sing
Just take a risk
Let loving begin.

Solitary clouds
Create the weather
For you and I
To be together.

Solitary clouds
We our no more
Like the snow
White and pure.

When the heavens open
And we step inside
Was it beautiful
To take that ride.

Ring a ring
Of roses
We fall down,
The butcher
The baker
The candlestick
Maker
Even the
Perverted
Clown.

Have a vaccination
It’s seems to be the
Way
When really there
Is no cure
It’s out there
To boost
Their pay.

Cold Vaccinations
Pill poppers
Are they really
Death stoppers.

Noah built
A big ark
For animals
Two by two
Forty days
Forty nights
It did stink
Full of *****.
Was it a
Storm without
A name
Or was it down
To climate
Change.
Weather changed
Conspiracies rife
We have to change
Our way of life
There be no food
Inside ones dish
If the weather
Don’t change
We will evolve
To fish.