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Mark Bell 20h
Three blind rats
The violent type
Ran the sewers
Day and night.
Every sewer was
Their domain
To any outsider
They would
Inflict pain.
Billy,Bolly,Bango,
Had a friend called Dave
If you misbehave
I’ll give you the plaque.
Im a ***** rat
Top of the world
Fathomless sorrow
Reaching through time
All my love swimming
Lost in a glass of wine.
Candle burning slowly
Time standing still
Another night alone
I’ll be paying the bill.
Fathomless sorrow
Of a broken heart still
Looking for love,
and a fresh new start.
Surfing the world
On a nuclear bomb,
With elegant style
Panache and aplomb.
Around and around
Undecided where to stop
Like the grand master
In a circus big top.
Entertaining the masses
With laughter and fear,
Hip hip hooray
Who let out a big cheer.
Every so often when losing
One’s grip please
don’t get your ****
Stuck in your zip.
Riding this horse
Through glens
And dales
being chased
By demons and
Witches that wail.
Being closed down
At very high speed
Now Im thinking
I shouldn’t have
Smoked that ****.
The horse then
Turned into a unicorn,
In my right hand
Appeared a brass horn
I put to my lips a blasted
Out a tune
What was I hearing 99
Red balloons
Still this tune upon
This day
Kept those demons
and witches away.
Mark Bell Apr 7
Sin
Im guilty as charged
I’ve committed a sin
Im keeping my sin
Tightly within
Actually I would
Rather not
I had *** with the
Wife’s sister
She’s rather hot.
I don’t even like her
The nether regions
We’re warm
All this is going to do
Is kick up a storm.
Shall I let it run
its ugly course
Keep my sin to myself
Looks like we’re heading
For divorce
What the future holds
I shall ponder and dread
All I can say her sister
Is great in bed.
Mark Bell Apr 6
Me and my mate Dave
Hang upside down
Inside a cave
We watch cricket
we would like a go at that
Problem is we’re just
Two bats.
Mark Bell Apr 5
Dreaming Im floating
In the depths of dark
Im swimming in the sea
Being chased  by sharks.
Running through fires
Bombs dropping from sky
Flying with butterflies
In these dreams I die.
I crawl down the stairs
Being chased by the dark
Midnight is coming
The clocks start to bark.
Im out with the fairies
Surfing the Milky Way
These nights I dream
I come out to play.
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