One day in
2025
Another slaughter
Mothers fathers
Sons and daughters
It’s a weird game
Humans play
Why does cruelty
Have its day.
Land of love
Land of peace
Is just a distant dream
Ask the people
Who were involved
Can you
hear their
Screams.
What can you do
When animals play
Terror my friends
Will never
never
go away

Tell me mummy
Why are you sad,
Always
Arguing
fighting
With dad.
It’s not fair
On little me
Im your daughter
Im only three.
Daddy mummy
Whom I adore
please
Start loving
Each other
It’s better for sure.
Me and daddy and
Mummy makes three,
Stop all this bickering,
It really hurts me.

Old and doddery
Losing the plot
Try and give it
One last shot
Im going to chance
Ask this lady to dance
See what happens
A bit of romance.

I love
These islands
Of love
They call
The Maldives
Lovely place
Lovely people
Beautiful weather
Deep blue sea.
White sand
Between one’s toes
A beautiful place
Where ******’s
Go’s

Farmers like
to muck
the pigs,
Where judges
like the boys
With flowing
wigs.
Where *****
Women keep
An eye out for
You
Now this
is an island
Reality can do.
This love island
Im going to give a bash
Because I’m a ******
With lots l cash.


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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.

Running into the forest
I was skinny as a rake
The story starts here
It was a stupid mistake.
I had not eaten
Became very weak
I came across this cabin
Thats when I heard
That shriek.
The door opened wide
Appeared a woman in white
Nothing seemed natural
Nothing seemed right.
I slept through the night
The sun rose at dawn
Then what I saw
I wish I had
never been born.
The woman of the cabin
Had no flesh on her bones
All of a sudden felt oh so alone
With her out stretched hand
She took me to her bed
This was when I realised
I to was dead.

What’s
going on
I am
all alone
I can’t
have a
Conscience
Im a
mechanical
Drone
Somehow I don’t
Want to hurt
So I
turned myself
Of and I
died in the dirt

My name is Dave
I survived the plague
I did my best
I built a nest
Right on top of
Of Mount Everest.

My name is Rick
I survived the titanic
I did something daft
Ordered an taxi
And got the Kon tiki raft.

My name is Ronald
Survived Chernobyl
It was tricky
I pulled a sicky
I moon lighted
I was so delighted
I do not regret
I went to the ascot races
And had a bet.

My name is Stan
I survived the war
They call Vietnam
Ate my beans and
Stayed in the can
Lady
was with me
Anything goes
I got to know
Nursey Vietnam rose.

There was once a schicklgruber
What is it in a name
In the last century
He played a deadly game.
People believed in him
They made a costly mistake
He took them down
a path of death.
They took their  slice of cake.
He was once an orator
With hatred in his voice
The world came down
Upon him
He  had no ****** choice.
Suppression oppression
You can’t keep people down
Learn from history humans
Extinction we will drown

I helped you up
From a nasty fall
Lucky for me
It was a good call.
It’s not daft
as it seems
I had met the
Woman of my dreams.
Three boys two girls
We had created
Our perfect world
The children would play
Under the sun our
Lives abound with
So much fun.
Then came this twist
Of fate
Christmas Day that was
That terrible date
Presents were being opened
Seeing who they were from,
Ten seconds later all killed
From a bomb.
Didn’t see that coming
On our headstones said why
I never told my family
I was living a lie,

Walking down
the road
Carrier bags
in hand
Dreaming of
a golden beach
So my feet can
feel the sand.
Backpack carries
My waterproof tent
Walking to that
Golden beach
I don’t have to
Pay no rent.
Im not one for
Four walls
Open spaces I hear
them call,
The views I see
With my bags in hand
Life is wonderful
Oh so grand.

Cricket match
Between the
Giraffes and the tigers
Supporters turned up
None the ****** wiser
They mowed the grass
The distance a chain
Guess what
Being
Cricket down
came the rain,
Out came the sun
The fun began,
Top of their
Voices the
Supporters sang.
Umpire called play
It was doomed to fail
The giraffes went ate
The wickets and the bails
Tigers were angry they
Did not laugh
They went and ate those
Naughty Giraffes
The umpire drew aside
Went home and committed
Suicide
In the sun
I Didn’t know cricket
Was so much fun

My name is Van Gogh
I painted the clouds
It’s a bit of work which
I am quite proud.
My name is Marcel Deauchamp
I painted pictures of toiletry crap
It’s my painting style  Im very
Proud of that.
My name is Edvard munch
I painted the scream
Nothing about this painting
Is about what it seems.
My name is mark bell
I do painting as well
It’s like my writing
Crap.

Poison flowing
Through one’s veins
Life has become
A crying shame.
This affliction
Caused by addiction
Stuck in morphine rain.
Once I was joyful
Now riddled in woe
Travelling life’s highway
With nowhere to go.

Days aren’t available
Nights Im scraping by
Longing for the moment
To fade away and die
I was a proud man
Stature no to shabby
This whole
dying thing
Makes me
So very
unhappy.
I don’t want
any pity
We must
all see
I just want
to die
With -ucking dignity.

Cat hairs in me fridge
Cat hairs in me tea
Cat hairs in me coffee
Cat hairs on me
Everyday I hoover
Molly likes  it to
Im fed up of hoovering
But what can I do.
She is an adoring cat
Never misbehaves
She’s  still
A hairy cat
Can’t get myself to shave.
Molly the fur ball
Hair everywhere
Really my lovely
I just don’t care.
Hair on my bed
Covered by her fleece
Me and Molly
All curled up
Seemingly at peace.

Everything is blue today
Sun is out and shines
Clouds have departed
And left the rain  behind.
Everything is bright tonight
The fullness of the moon
Stars seem to look bouncy
With their big red balloons.
The moon
The sun
and stars are
Having a cocktail party,
Drinks were served and
Cup cakes were ate
On through till morning
Just before the  day breaks.
The sun has a hangover
Not feeling very bright
Drank too much spirit
Not a pretty sight
Everything is dull today
The sun doesn’t want to play
Moon and stars have
Disappeared down the
Milky Way

Winter sometimes
Cold and unkind
Summer mornings
Tonic to the mind.
Temperature goes up
The sun do's shine
Us at the table
With bottles of wine.
Summer is lovely
My woman is definitely
not *****
She likes to dance
All day naked
In the ****.
I certainly don’t have
A problem with that,
Nor do the neighbours
And their tabby cat.

Been on the drinks
With Vincent
Van Gogh
I asked him if he
wanted a beer
He replied
no thanks matey
Because
I got one ear.

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.

The sun has got
His hat on
Hip hip
Hip hip horray
The sun has got
His hat on and
He’s coming
Out to play.
Nuclear bomb
Has got his
Warhead on
He wants to
Come and play
He wants to travel
To the sun
And take
Our lives away.
If you have something
good
You must have something
bad
Problem with that
One makes you happy
The other so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad

My class mates at school
We’re a gene pool of fools,
The family brain cell
Was shared around
Intelligence went missing
In a deep wall of sound.
Teachers were
government puppets
Enlightening us
on useless information
Most of them should have
Got a job in sanitation.
School days were fun
School days were bad
School days were happy
School days were sad.
Days at school I didn’t
Stay afloat
I’d jumped out of the
Education boat.

Needing to be heard
Sociably inept
Communication flaw
My words  have no depth,
I try to converse
You don’t hear what I say
It’s like having a script
But no where to play.
Words are like land mines
I’ll say the wrong thing
Then everything goes
Haywire and the
silence begins.
Then I think how
To put things right
I might as well have put
My head in a bucket of *****.
Then she says get your
Head out the ***** if you don’t
You won’t be having *** tonight.

I yelled in anguish
Dropped to my
Knees as if in pain
What he said to me
Was a nectar  to
My brain.
Forty years of
marriage
Thinking we will
Do the course
Now he’***** me
He wants a
******* divorce.
I did agree
he said now
I am free
Unbeknown to him
Six months earlier
I had won 30 million
On the lottery.

Living in
a beat box
Jumping up
and down
Listening to
heavy metal
What a
cracking sound.
Living in
a beat box
The circling
has begun
Listening to
the grungy
Songs,
The party
has begun.
Living in
a beatbox
The neighbours
had There say
Both of
them stayed
The night
And rocked
the joint away.

I don’t care
If the sun don’t
Shine
Im a Bat
And doing fine.
Didn’t see the
Cows grazing
In the grass
I flew straight
Up a Heffers ****.
Made it home
Covered in  pat
I said to mum
I never saw that.

In my uniform
Proud as punch
Serving the
Well to do
To an exquisite
lunch.
Second course
I got ready to serve
Then disaster hit
We collided with
A berg.
Feeling unlucky
Rather sick
Serving customers
On the titanic.

My life was not full
I was about to start
My shift at a
Nuclear plant
They call Chernobyl.

Unlucky me
From a job
I wouldn’t cower,
Just got a cleaning job
At one of the twin towers
My shift was about to
Begin
Thats when those
Planes came in.

Im unemployed
It’s going to stay
That way.
Im taking up
Golf so I
can live
Another day.

The poem killer
On the prowl
Doing ***** deeds
****** most fowl,
Grammar wrong
Will erase mistakes
Post on line
As works of fake.
Smelling mistakes
Words not smelt right
Poems will  die
without
A fight.
The poem killer
Poets dread
That their works
Will never be red.
These doggerel rhymes
Not fit to reed
As a righter
Shall I **** seed.

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.

Cheese grater to use
On your harden skin
Your padlocked up
Please let me in.
I went with a
Playlist
With a different
Song
I do admit it was
Oh so wrong.
I know you to
sometimes
Play away
Turning my
Blue skies
To tinted grey.
So what’s your problem
Wear a different shirt
All we’ve done
is cause
A lot of hurt.

My halo woman
Full of charm
Protects me safely
From all the
Worlds harm.
Elegant stylish
Immense respect,
My halo woman
She will protect.
I love this woman
Whom I adore
She rides my train
I know,
Thats for sure.
Her heart is golden
Pure as snow
My halo woman
Is my life’s flow.

Love on
The rocks
My whiskey
Friend
Drowning
My sorrow
Till the end.

My little
Spirit
My bundle
Of fun
Love on
The rocks
With a bottle
Of ***

Our days
We’re numbered
Falling apart
Love on the
Rocks
No fresh start.

We parted ways
Our spirit ran dry
Tears of gin
Had made us cry

Love on the rocks
Lost in time
Cheers my friend
I’ll have a bottle of wine.

Being blinkered
Ain’t much fun
Apparently
Helps me
When I run
On go’s me saddle
Jockey jumps on
The tape go’s up
Then Im gone.
This jockey must
Think I’m dense
I ain’t jumping
That -ucking fence
That little ****
Whipped me from
Behind
Jumped that fence
Really quite fine.
Three miles of
Jump jump jump
Im getting ****** of
I got the right ****,
Over the the last
Well in front
So I decided to part
Company
With this little runt.
I stopped
the dye
Was cast
Shut up shop
I Came in last.

Millions of rhymes
Going round
Inside my head
Some about the
Living
Some about the
Dead but
Mostly
from
The
words
I’ve read.
I am tired
Going to draw
The line
This is Guinness
Number nine.
**** I haven’t
Fed the cat
Never mind.
Because Thats
Just that.

I made love
To a butterfly
Sweet as honey
It made me cry .

Act one

Im being haunted
By my brother Mike
He was an *******
But weirdly well liked.
A character and
a bad dude
Quite intelligent
Really lewd.
Typically funny
Given a chance
He’d steal your money
He was well liked
My brother Mike.

Act two

My brother Mike
Saw the light
Somehow the
God squad
Thought he
was alright.
I tried to tell them
They were wrong
That
Robbing them blind
Wouldn’t take long.

Act three

Having a heart
Bitter and cold
The god squad
Fell into his
Charming fold.
I think god finally
Got his way
Likeable ****
Never lasted the day,
Heart attack banged
His head
Hospital calling
In act four
Finally dead.

Act five

He was a my brother
A nasty shrike,
Gullible people
They would like.
They would give
him
All there
money
Im still being
haunted and
Still finding it funny.

DRIP

You are a cryer
A manipulative liar
A wicked witch
A nasty *****
I will not understate
these are
Your good traits.
You leave a trail
Of  disaster
There’s no
stopping
You as you
get faster.
Nitroglycerin runs
Through your veins
If I get to close
I will suffer the pain.
Yippee .

As I stroll
These city roads
Watching people
With heavy loads.
They don’t
say hello
Seem never
to smile,
Just a pedestrian
In another mile.
Red light
Green light
Unaware
These city
Streets
They seem
So bare.

Life is a hurricane
Definitely not a breeze
You want me to make
Love to you
Wow yes ****** please.

Life is a cyclone
The weather is inane
What was that you
Said,
You want to  
go round
again.

Didn’t know
The weather
Was going to
To be such fun.
Next time it
Rains
making
Sure to
have some
bullets
in my
gun.

Little me the killer I
Me assassinated
Thee elusive butterfly

The fragrance
of the meadow
Walking the
bridal path
Me my
partner we’re having
A laugh,
She looked at me
With a smile
On her face,
Then all of a sudden
Everything went black
My beautiful woman
Died of a heart attack.

Piggy was born
Piggy ate
Piggy shat
Piggy slaughtered
That was that.

Love my lady so
Happiness
Even flow,
Smiling face
Black dress
My lover
My lady grace.

My line is cast
Her colours
Imprinted in my
Mind and
Nailed to my mast.

Love my lady so
Bright eyes
Wonderful glow.
With my gun
I am at her loving gate
Can I come in with
My eighty eights .

Love my lady so
With Smiling face
No more black dress
Loving this place
I don’t have to
join the dots
Thats handy
Me dollar bill
Fit the slot.

Mornings come
Mornings go
Nights thinking
Nights slow
Mornings hurt
Mornings blue
Nights empty
Since I lost you.
Mornings our now
Just mornings
Nights are
Just a drone
The thoughts of you
Now I sleep alone.
Weeks turn to months
Months turn to years
Lost so lost amongst all
My lonely fears.
So as the stars dim
Slowly for you above
I will always miss you
My sweet love.

I wandered lonely
With my raccoons
With a back pack on
And their
Bassoons
We were heard
Before we were seen
In the mountains
In the cities
Blowing out tunes
And reciting ditties,
Townsfolk would
Take there pills
Following us blindly
Into the hills.
These crazy tunes
Would make
them hyper
My raccoons
Had
Became the
Modern day
Pied piper.
We cleansed streets of
The human race
We took the homeless
To better place,
These raccoons
And their bassoons
Are coming to a town
Near you soon.
You will hear us
Before you see
You don’t need
A ticket the
Music’s free.

Temple of doom
A locked room
A spark walking
On the edge
Of darkness
Bounded by rules
Surrounded by fools
Achieve achieve
Bad behaviours
Lies to deceive
I was a clown
A chameleon
Wanting to be found
Right and wrong
Don’t flow in my blood
Always stuck never
Understood
Childhood based on fear
My brain being a
Complex sphere
Life a circus, my big top
Never did go to thee
Education shop
When I was young
Life was not clean
See I died
When nearly thirteen.

Three amigo’s
Knife
Fork
And spoon
Travelled to space
In a big  red balloon.
Huddled together
Wasn’t much room,
For the three amigo’s
Knife
Fork
and spoon.

Up into space
In that big red balloon
The three amigo’s
Knife fork and spoon
We’re  not the first
to walk on the moon.

This was
a moment
A spacial gate,
See
The first steps
on the moon
We’re done
by a
Big soup dish
And a
dinner plate.

Im losing you
We’re drifting apart
Up and down
On the lovers chart .
I’ll Be
forever blue
If I end up
Losing you.
So please
Please
Enlighten  me
Don’t runaway
And let it be.
Can we hold
On to our love
When the stars
Are falling
From above
I do not know
What to say
I think
Do we have
To call it a day.

Me and me cat
Have just had a spat
She wanted to watch
Love island
I said don’t be a ****.
She said meow
Well that caused a row
I said it’s all a farce
So she rolled to one side
And started licking
Her ****.

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.