Sweet city girl
A diamond
loving pearl
Happiness in
Abundance
She puts me
In a whirl.
Eyes are like
Emeralds
A ruby for
A heart
She’s always a pleasure
A platinum treasure
Never ever cold
A wonderful
*** of gold
My sweet city girl
I did what I did
Because last time
You over charged
Me by £200 quid.

Sunshine’s on open fields
Combine harvester
Reaping  its yearly yield,
Murmuration of starlings
On the wing
Blackening the sky
While the morning sings.
Clouds making shapes
In the sky so blue
Morning ramblers
Taking in the views
Every morning is like
A Shakespeare play
Every year month and day.

I’ve watched
You
from afar
Every morning
I do admire
Your
lovely stride
And
quirky
Attire.
Then you
disappear
Through that
Revolving door
Only to reappear
Roundabout four,
I work in the cafe
Across the street
Wishing one day
That we shall meet,
Ten years have gone by
Valentine’s Day is
Always the same,
Every year such
A shy and
crying shame,

Down by
The riverside
Kingfisher blue
Soaking up the
Morning chill.
The river flowing
Gently today
Fish are idling by
Bluebells on
The riverbank
Blossoming
In the sun.
Day turns
To night time
Kingfisher blue
Settles on his
Creative perch
To welcome in
tomorrow's dawn.

Troubled soul
All mixed up
Teenage angst
In a broken cup.
Who am I.
What am I.
Troubled soul
Tears I cry.
Always wondering
Will I be free
Why why why
Why always me.

Loving you
Is wonderful
Loving you
Is fine
Loving you
With devotion
Loving you
So divine.
Loving you
With passion
Loving you
With desire,
Then you open
Up your mouth
It’s like stepping
In a mire.

World War One
Confused dot com.
Looking cute
In my birthday suit
Looking aplomb
Confused dot com.
I shot a  guy
I do no why
It made me cry
People in power
Told us lies,
They needed our blood
To colour the mud
The powers to be hadn’t
Got A clue
So the daft *******
Went and
Started World War Two
It’s all nonsense
You don’t have to agree
Arabs and the Jews
Will start world war three
Maybe.
I met a man who
was at the battle
of the Somme
He told me he was
confused dot com.