Loneliness quite of house
Death of a mother.
Loneliness lost in time
Death of a lover,
Loneliness mixed emotion
Death of a friend
Loneliness broken of heart
Death of a wife
Loneliness,life so bleak
Is it suicide,which I seek.
Loneliness without a hand
Only the lonely will understand.

Played by cheaters
Kicking a round ball
War of attrition
Divers open to fall.
Sportsmanship rarely
Revealing  its sporting head
It's tribalism in a skin you cannot shed
Field of dreams
Beautiful game
Why do the players put the game to shame
The game is the game, it is what it is
The games played by people taking the p-ss

A voice came in from
The deep blue sea
From a ghostly old
Sea dog lost at sea
I was to carry his voice
I was to be thee host
To find his lady who
Lived once on the rugged coast
Many cliffs I willingly climbed
With a wide smile on my face
Till I came to graveyard
A sweet quaint old quiet place
There was once  his widow
His wonderful beautiful bride
I relayed his voice to her
Now alongside her,he now lies
When I visit the seaside
And look pleasingly out to sea
The voice of thee old sea dog
Says thank you to me.

Where are all thee open doors
Humanity is creating one big flaw
Mixed messages floating on radio waves
Sending next  generations to early graves.
Leukaemia ,cancers  ,Facebook  fungies
governments wool pulling over your eyes,
Phone and drug companies making trillions of pound
While we have blood in our bodies,no cure will be found.

They gave me a room
In psychoville,
Three square meals
One red pill,
They gave me a room
In madnessville
Repeat repeat as
Time stood still.
They gave me a room
In suicideville
Thoughts were dark
**** **** ****.
visiting times,
In loonyville
is half past chicory
And quarter to dill.
Push me along in me four wheeled chair
madness lies between thee Apple and pear

No more treats
No more walks
Fourteen years
Side by side.
Memories I will treasure
Walking with you
been a pleasure,
This Faithful hound
Today she died
Tears this morning
I have cried
Now I must get on
With the rest of my life
The demise of old hound
My faithful wife. (Pug)

Me and my mate said its not to late
To do some countryside art.
So we took some paint and a big brush
Always knowing that someone would kick up a fuss
We painted his cows pink
We painted his sheep yellow
You could safely say the farmer wasn't a happy fellow
We painted trees white,all his hens blue
Into the night we still had lots to do.
The countryside is a fun place to be
When your painting everything you can see.
Constable put it to canvas set firmly in time
A constable came to arrest us for committing a crime
Countryside art might not be for all
But when you think of it,it was a good call

Muslims,Christians
Arabs and Jews
Earth the ***
Humanity the stew.

Hindu's Catholics
Sky still blue
Here's a few more
For thee earthly stew.

Buddhists,Protestants
Hearts are true
Earth the ingredience
Humanity the stew.

humanity the stew,
Mothernature the ***
billions of people
Only getting one shot.

Fruit cake rising
Oven burns
Loopy Lou
Twist and turns.
Running naked
In tall grass while,
Men in white suits
Can kiss my ****.
Hit my head with
A lightening bolt,
the fishing trip
Was not my fault.
My ark has a complex
communication flaw,
letting in the demons
Through thee oven door.

Total eclipse of my toilet seat
Staring drunkardly at my feet
Can't move gone one over the eight
Morning looks dodgy I'm might
Be late
How do the hell do I get of the loo
Send me an e mail  with an idea to do
Drowned my liver, killed all my sorrow
I shall not learn I will probably
Do the same tomorrow.

Looking into the blade
Of the knife
Slitting my wrists taking
my life
Watching the blood run
From my skin
Is this where my death begins
This is my Stalingrad
I was never set free
My fiercest enemy
Oh s--t  it was me.

Sitting on a wall
Outside hotel ****** sh-t
A squirrel sat next to I
So I fu--ing killed it.
What else was I to do
Sit there and converse see
That to me is how i behave
To you it might be perverse.
Sitting on a wall
Taking in the dark side of the moon
Sitting outside hotel ****** sh-t
With pink floyd my mate the loon.
I don't get many visitors and
Nobody will sit next to me.

Consuming beans
Don't hate the can
That's what they want
Divide then profit.
The label will not write a dirge
There's **** all we can do.

Sea spray
Wrinkled faces
Promenade walkers
Doing morning paces.
Coffin Dodgers
Passing time
Waltzing the promenade
In Warm sunshine,
Sea breeze
Fresh air
Promenade walkers
Seem not to care,
Hand in hand they all ebb away
They'll be back another day

Unleash the wild one
Freedom open plains
Mighty is the wolfman
Casting of his chains
Aroma of the breeze
Freedom open skies
Victim of the wolfman
Ghastly shrieking cries

Crossword compiler whom did suddenly die
The doctors and police,didn't really no why
The compiler he was clever he left them a clue
Still the stupid ******* never new what to do
It wasn't cryptic it had no hidden undertones
It wasn't suicide, I'm messaging it on a phone
So how did he or she come to Meet their maker
Answers You will find in tomorrow's  local paper.

Ghostly goings on in my underpants
Where me found ****** sycophants
Brown little creepers with longish tongue
Ghosties have got me by the ghoulies
Somehow it doesn't seem wrong.
Natures little crawlers rising to the top
If they don't release my ghoulies
There all be for the chop

Lilly so innocence
Mother a crow
Father despotic
Would not let her grow
Living in a shadow
Behind a blink of an eye
Thoughts of suicide
Lilly would cry,
Years ebbed away
Time stood still
Mother and father
Lilly would ****.
Lilies hurt made the courtroom cry
The question is did they deserve to die

Ducks riding bicycles
Hamsters driving cars
Bananas flying aeroplanes
Nuclear bombs in jars.
Fish catching people
Kangaroos on a tram
Dead ruling the living
Has poo poo hit the fan.
Atoms kissing protons
While hyenas play guitar
Understanding people
Now that's seem to bizarre

Eft the newt
Swimming eagerly home
A dik dik on a mountain top
Roaming all alone
A quirky fate of nature
Say these creatures will never meet
Reminds me of the humans in a busy bustling  street
Reginald the Chinese man
Walking slowly home
Bob the wandering,Desert nomad
Wandering all alone
A quirky fate of nature say these humans
Will never meet
Reminds me of the newt and the dik dik
In a busy bustling street.

Living outside reality
Covering it with spin
24 hrs, rolling news
Creating fear within.
Xenophobia tribalism
it's always been the way
The world is getting stranger in
all playgrounds,which we play.
birthdays have lost their happiness
Pawns are   promoting hate
politicians blaming politicians
While gardens are closing their gates.

The story of thee old empty barn
A scary story a ****** good yarn
It was a story,a story not to be told
I kept my mouth shut that's why I grew old.
Now I've reached an age, decriped in time
I will open my tongue,hear the bad bells chime
See I had committed a ****** ,I really did ****
Psychopathic me, chased by thee old bill,
See psychopaths can't keep there deeds closed
I will not tell you my name ,I'm so in disposed
See the barn and me go back such along time,
I ask you the jury did I really commit the crime.

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One more night
One more morning
Skin on skin
Warmth of your smile
Fragrant breath
Please stay awhile.
Days are long
Colourless sky
With you there’s  no why
Give me the dark
Give me the light
One more morning
One more night
Flesh on flesh
Sweet!

My shadow is the evil one
It has a sadistic mind
My shadow is deplorable
Not answerable to mankind
My shadow is the enemy
We are always fighting war
Black stain on my character
Rotten to its core
My shadow really scares me
It leaves an ugly mark
I always seem to conquer it
I just now go out when it's dark

One legged chap he tried to kick ****
It wasn't a problem he always came last
Having a leg to the tune of one
Handicap of two just wouldn't be fun.
This competition,it's a competitive game
Two legs was cheating you had to be lame.
Some would say this sport is a ****** farce
Watching one legged sportsman fall on their ****
next sport to be held was head butting the spear
This pastime needed new competitors year after year.
Mine field hockey not for the faint of heart
I've lost interest so going back to the start

I stare at you
I'm inside your room
I do this everyday
I watch you rise
Wipe sleep from your eyes
I watch you eat
Put socks on your feet
I do confess I watch you undress
I bet your not thinking of me.
I want to hold your hand
I want you to care
You are becoming my silent,dark nightmare.
Waiting I will you might give me a call
I don't think this will happen
Because I'm stuck to your wall

When people die
Their shadows still play
In the playground of the sun
This playground accepts
All shadows
It has since time begun

The gate keeper
Has lost her key
Hey ** what will,
Will be.
Me and you
We all live on
I don't give a ****
If they get it all wrong,
The rich are the powerful,
Manipulate with twisted tongue.
Joe public are always hung
Dance to a tune for at least
Four years
Oh deary me oh dear dear dear

Slowly I walk
Heavy of foot
Mind befuddled
Black as soot
Thoughts so dark
Rocking the head
So ******* tired
I'm needing my bed.
Mile upon mile
Of cobbled stone
Cold and wet
Shivering all alone.
In bedsit land
No welcome mat
i fall asleep and
That's just that

Wandered lonely as a loon
With a  baked bean tin
And a silvery spoon
Kings and queens would
Bow to me
I was the happy,chirpy enemy
Singing all dancing happy chap
I'm a nuclear bomb in a bowler hat
They would cry with laughter
Seemingly having fun
I was the jester holding the gun
Cyanide I was, they felt the love
Laughter and happiness became like a glove

Frozen sheer terror
Abyss,blackened doom
This is how it  all started
In my mothers womb.
I was quite happy swimming
Around in daddies sac
If I was given a big choice
I would gladly have swam back.
I had no choice in the matter,
I was a crime without a face
Little ole heartless me about
To join the human race.
Mummy was screaming when
I came out of that dark abyss
Reeking of unhappiness
About to receive my first kiss
My I was a difficult
My I was fu--ing bad
Rotten to the bone
Making everybody oh so sad.
They gave me the name of
Chucky
They made movies about I
I was a bomb in a bowler hat
Surely making the whole world cry.
They said I was paranormal
A freak without a heart
On the scale of one to ten
I wasn't even on the chart
Being a bad omen
A tortured exorcist
I would walk upon your grave
And take a warming p-ss
Shock horror, ingesting all the pain
one flew over the cuckoos nest
Please release me from my chain
Hannibal lector, vladimere the impaler
We're quirky whimps compared to me
I don't know where I'm going with this
So I'm going to walk among the dead
Then  I'm coming back to haunt you
And cut of your miserable head

Hi all out there in ga ga land
Let's just sing and dance
Let's take in some alcohol
Play a game of chance.
Hug a tree,kiss a stranger
Live a little,beware the danger.
let's run naked through the trees
Feel the freshness of the breeze.
Lay yourself down on pastures new
Be good to oneself,and try not to be blue.
Blow some kisses to the stars!
Smile broadly at the moon
Take in lots of  good and tempting
Before the popping of  the balloon

Cancer is a fungal growth
Effects all things living
You and me both
Cancers leukemias, you will
Feel Lost
Drugs are there but all at a cost
Tumours tumours there is always light
Red and white cell in a life threatening fight
We are the Guinea pigs of the current day
So future generations can stay in play
When you lose the battle and your curtain is drawn
Please scatter your ashes on a fertile lawn

Riding along on a nuclear bomb
Rather good I say,smiling aplomb
Tipping the bowler oozing with style
Kiss my sweet lips,please stay awhile.
Jumping prancing on radioactive waste
Rather good I say,wonderful to taste.
Proper fop, in me whistle and flute
Would you dance with me in your birthday suit
Hopped around the globe,Melbourne to Devon
Putting 50 million roulette on unlucky number seven
All this bravado I'm not frightened to die
Can you make love to me and make me cry

Spielberg had his scary jaws
Hitchcock filmed his crows
Lucas serialised Star Wars
As rocky balboa came to blows
Tarrentino pulped his fiction
Oscar Schindler built his ark
hammer house scared us shitlees
pet cemetry had left its mark
Di caprio sailed with his lover
Gone with the wind,was just a sham
Titanic would never  ever recover
633 squadron aimed to break a dam.
Eastwood never been unforgiven
et never did return back home
The long short and  tall of it
Private Ryan was never alone.
exorcist the omen, scary movies two
hills have eyes,spit on your grave
Elvis Presley's film Hawaii blue
Aliens predators,King Kong on a tower
Papillon catching  Hoffmans butterfly
As the triffids begin to flower,
****** and the ****** shower scene
the beauty and the beast
Snow White and Hannibal lector
Joining us for the annual feast
Having breakfast with Tiffany
Dancing on the African queen
Spartacus oh Spartacus with
Tom hanks brilliant mile green
John Wayne died at the Alamo
The film an all round total flop
Eddie Murphy made millions
as Beverly Hills finest cop.
Little shop of horrors
blues brothers darken pair of shades
My personal view is
Toy story was the best film ever made

The sovereign sky
Cornfield by moonlight sun god
Druidic traditions

Seductive siren
Midsummer nights dream temptress
Calimity wreck

Wise old trout nymph
Hallow lands strange features
Water guardians

Anybody out there ?
Ooh,it's still just me
Trying to communicate
while wanting to flee.
chemicals and synapses
forming a disastrous flaw
Internal wrangling
This curtain will not draw.
i express myself to an empty space
i look in the mirror
But I don't see my face
I'm cursed to debate,everything alone
a dog with no friendship
And a meatless bone.
24 hours,another passing day
A playground without children
empty and grey
Swings  and roundabouts
Are  still going to war
if I was a believer would I still
Have this flaw.

**** off the tower of Pisa
Peed in the Norte dam,
Graffitied walls of the Vatican
I'm doing the best I can

whitewashed the wall in China
Painted the Kremlin blue
Melted down the Eiffel Tower
What was this ****** to do

Stole Big Ben from the tower
Kidnapped the good old queen
Run naked alround Westminster
Then painted Churchill yellow(sorry green).

Dyed the Thames so brightly red
Dyed the siene so yellow
bombed the statue of the Russian ******
he was one peculiar fellow

We planted onions seeds on hallowed turf
Because English football is tripe
Then mixed up a bit of tribal tension
Oh it felt so right

Stole a plane from Heathrow
Reshaped it into a  *****
flew it through Donald trumps mouth
It's on you tube have you seen us.


We gravelled the Stonehenge stones
Now no more Wiltshire road
Move Buckingham palace straight to Berlin
And Make Scotland a home for a toad

Constable did some countryside art
I painted the South Downs pink
I got arrested by local constables
Funny hat bloke with a stink

They gave me a job as a Lord
Where I met a queen ,
called quintetn crisp
He was the head of parliament
And spoke with a salt and vinegar lisp

We searched for human activity
On Both sides of the moon
found absolutely ****** all
Accept a live dog dating a raccoon

My last plan on my bucket list
Is to find this heaven or hell
I've had a disruptive life
troubled I know you can tell.

Politicians,political Billies
vote for blobby and mr silly,
Filibusters ****** speeches
Grab your money,******* leeches
If you don't no whom to vote
Put your cross on Mcgintys goat.
Immigration,100 billion pounds
We are Europe as daft as it sounds,
Little America to be ruled by trump
UKIP has made us a national chump
I'm not voting I'm going to abstain
Not upping sticks or moving to Spain.
National insurance number that's who we our
So vote for noddy in his little red car.
Political nonsense democratic farce
Carry on voting we'll cross my ****.

Going on master chef
Beans on toast
Soup in a basket
And a Hedgehog roast
Black pudding trifle
Slow worm cake
Soup in a basket
Sheeps eye,and kipper bake,
Human brains
On a bed of frogs
All washed down
With ***** of hogs.
orange purée topped with pear
All eaten together with zebra hair
just give me ten Michi Michi  Star
Cause I believe I will not go far
***** Craddock turn in your grave
Just cooked a meal for Greg and Dave

Clouds are forming
Shapes a plenty
Sunshine and rain
Never leaving me empty
Sand and the shingle
Between my toes
As the tide comes in
So relaxingly slow

Road to parliament
Ugly bug ball
Sycophants doing
Brown tongue crawl.
same old same old

Sabre rattling in the world
Is surely getting out of hand
Third World War,well odds on,
I putting on fifty grand.
Made me a little bunker
Made it of concrete and lead
I don't no why I'm spending
Fifty grand,odds on favourite
I'll end up dead,
So when the bombs go boom off
And all the ****  hits the fan
Put your head up your ****
And make an alternative plan
Mr America being the hard nose police,
Mr Korea just being-naughty sheep.
Mr Russia just hasn't got a clue
NATO and Europe such a motley crew.
Ring a ring a roses a posy full of dread
Stop eating out of the basket of despair
And stop trying to turn our rivers red.
I have a solution let's all paint the world
Bright pink,
And run around stark naked, what would
Your neighbours think.

You Shuffle my emotions
With your slight of hand
why can't you be true?
My emotions you shuffle
By Controlling the deck
It's pain and love
With a noose round my neck
Why can't you be true?
Manipulating my emotions
You play if it's a game,
Befuddling thee issues
It's a crying shame.
Why can't you be true

Their i was in a gene pool of fools
I think they called it a secondary school
Napoleon,Stalin and me mate gunga din
Four walls surrounded educated within
Adolph ******, ghandi me mate po ***
We gave education one hell of a shot
Kennedy brothers and me mate Luther King
Assembly started and the gene pool would sing
Alexander the Great and me mate Johnny cash
All in it together giving school days a bash
This gene pool of fools,a dastardly bad bunch
Even invited Hannibal lector for Sunday lunch
School days were good with all my weird guys
They will be remembered  not shall I

Bomb with a conscience
Bomb wanted more time
Bomb with a loving heart
It just didn't want to do crime.
The clock was ticking
Time was ebbing away
Explosive thoughts
Of another grey day.
This bomb had a heart
Couldn't **** or make fires
Suicide was the only option
so it sliced its own wires.
Tick tock,tick tock,tick tock.
Bomb now deceased
Bomb now released
To wander on through time
this bomb did have a conscience
Now lives in a twelve o'clock chime.

The ball started rolling
Many years ago
Picking up momentum
As hatred grows,
Divide divide
Call to arms
why do people
Need to harm,
History dictates
Violence leads to war
Then after the carnage
What was it all for,
Heavens waiting room
Is quickly filling up
Beans must blend together
then sweeter the cup,
I've done violence
But I don't understand hate
Stalingrad is rising
Or can we change fate

I wandered lonely as a loon
floating high on many pills
All at once I saw a crowd
Of drunkards and my mate bill.
Outside the bread inside the cheese
*******,fighting on the wheeze.
Continuous drinking,bars that serve wine
Smoking milky ways,
Never bleeding ending
Not enough hours in the days
Home I got, I peed on my couch did I
Was in a terrible paranoid mood
flashes of **** grabbed my eye
I'm glad I was in solitude
Watching **** I had my fill
Me couldn't give a **** about those daffowhats
My head hurts jobsworth.

Sycophant in my underpants
Licking my bot bot clean
Oh this brown tongued Individual
His prose is flipping obscene