Walking among tombstones
Being at home with the dead
Living with footsteps that leave no tread
Smell of the corpse,the odour of hell
Come and join me,have no story to tell.
we can drink some wine entwine as one
Walking among tombstones can be so much fun
Read my name, read thee epitaph
On the road to hell it could be a laugh
Living with footsteps that make no sound
To walk with me ,you must enter the ground

wheelhouse dark
emotionless freak
Floating in a storm
Everything is bleak.
Dancing with hell
In a bottomless pit
Wheelhouse dark
Covered in ****.
Friday morning
Never to be seen
My date with the maker
wheelhouse unclean.
Nice clean shirt
Pants and a belt
Everything bleak
This is how I felt
Rubber bullets
Bouncesd around my brain
Wheelhouse broken
I'm going insane.
Dancing with a swan
On a lake so black
Even thee eider
Doesn't paper the crack.
Who am I now the wheelhouse is dark
Ask the bench in a lonely park.

I **** you
You **** me
Let's hold hands together
You **** me
I **** you
It doesn't solve whatever

Me being dead
You being dead
Let's be dead together
You being dead
Me being dead
Hasn't solved whatever

Hindsight in what's been done
It wasn't all that clever
Better to have held hands
And tried to solve whatever

I am a discarded metal tin
Rolling down the road
My substance has deserted me
my passport my barcode
All that's left is my outer shell
My metal overcoat
Soaked up all lifes miseries
Just to stay afloat
A kindly breeze helps me on my way
A kick from a friendly foot
Travelling on life's highway
Trying to be understood

Riding along on a nuclear bomb
Americans ,Koreans sabre
Rattling a song
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Can we all live on a island in the sun
Death to humanity as it really begun
The raging lion black petals fall
Come on mr trump you have to call

How do you spin
The whole world a yarn
Just tell them  a  blatant lie
Who really gives a ****
When you no your gonna die.
I love you, you love me
Best yarn ever told,
people have danced to many a tune
While the pack monkey
Will not break the mould

Time to die
Into the black
Going forward
No turning back

Shattered bones
Streams of red
we the sacrificed
We're blindly led

I had no religion
I had no flag
I had no poppies
In my body bag

Time to die
Into the black
No more going forward
I cannot turn back

Obituary in tutorials
Named on memorials
There's no glory in war
Just death.

Storms arising
Sky so black
Daggers sharp
Bloodied back

Clouds so red
Rivers ran dry
daggers so sharp
Double cross why

Broke my heart
Lies so deep
Daggers so sharp
I shall not weep

Head like a ******
Now I must turn
I tasted you
Now I must burn

Death is just a breath away
Cut your throat now no delay
Life is just more wasting time
Can this ditty be really a crime
Go on do it ,you really well can
Blade is sharp is it all going to plan
Listen to me heaven can't wait
So cut your throat before its to late.

Politicians born and bred
Manifesto
Easily lead.
The power is in the money
The dollar or the yen
Waltzing with mien kampf
We don't let that happen again.
manipulating the faithful
Singing them a welcome tune
I'm not voting for anyone
I'm sensible a ******* loon

Mornings always broken
Icicles form in flame
I'm doing the foxtrot
In razor blade rain.
Afternoon then arrives
Drugs have kicked in
All things being unequal
A symphony of din.
Darkness has fallen
Time will not rhyme
I'm waiting for midnight
With a six o'clock chime.
Mornings always broken
On a pillow of glass
Why doesn't the sun
Shine out of my ****?

My new friend
I met a sweet snail three years ago
She arrived on my door step today
Looking a bit sleepy, oh so sluggish
So we didn't go out and play
We watched a film we ate some eats
No salt please on our lettuce leafs
Her name is Michelle such an elegant snail
We kissed goodbye and she left with a trail

Eft the newt
In its pin striped suit
Dancing with the clown,
Big red nose,big red boots
Knocking the boundaries down.

poppy day
Is every day
If your going
To remember the fallen

I have no flag
I have no religion
The past is the past
We did not learn

Oppressed by thee oppressor
Will you die for the poppy
I can't remember the dead
Let's have a poppy for the future

Notifying hell
impending demise
Need a room with a view
And a bag of French fries
The host is a ghost
With head of horns
Doomed I was ,since
The day I was born.
Evil flowed through my
troublesome veins
Where ever I ****
It left a black stain.
Life did **** I was not to wise
So I'm notifying hell
Of my impending demise

A **** spy
A woman of joy
Lovers in war
I was their boy
Growing up
Twisted and wrong
for this earth
I did not belong
Running wild
Thee alpha male
From these shores
One had to sail
Crossed so many oceans
Crossed so many seas
Those fearsome waves
They believed in me
Reaching open land
Alpha and free
Running wild
This was right for me
To eat I could ****
This I understood
I needed the taste
Of nice warm blood
Animals and humans
We're being ate at my table
Cannibilistic me
So sociabally unstable
I was the hunter
Everything was prey
Those wolves in society
Will once win the day
Born a killer
From two twisted souls
Heart of a lion
Bitter and cold
everywhere I travelled
Pastures turned red
So I cut my throat now
On those plains I lay dead.
the wolves devoured me
They had,now had there day
The law of nature says its
The ******* way

I am marcell deuschamp of
Poetry I like to write some crap
Sitting on a toilet seat
Waiting for a bigish,super mishap
Am I an artist I like to take the ****
Liking my work shall always go amiss.
Whistler had his mother
Edvard munch got his scream
Constable had his haywain
While my ***** stayed unclean
Wordsworth has got all his words
Aesop reads his fable
Deuschamp had no talent so he just
crapped upon his table
Vincent had his flowers
Shakespeare had his plays
I like writing crap poetry
Just to fill up all my days

There Was i on the gallows
I had committed a heinous crime.
Robbed a bank,killed a cop
So now its realisation time.
Wooden overcoat,I was about to wear
So I gave the hangman one happy stare,
blew a kiss to the beautiful world,
Then popped out me crooked tongue,
Then everything went deathly silent,
I knew all me songs had been sung

All the dead live in my shed
Overcrowded yes it is
All the dead live in my shed
Smelly yes it is
All the dead live in my shed
Diversity yes there is
All the dead live in my shed
Noisy no it's not
Because if it was somebody
Would have complained
By now

Just Popped out to buy a paper
Returning so happy four days later
Met a lady in the street
Very beautiful,very petite.
we hugged,we talked
We sang we walked
Four days and nights we lived
For each other
Just by chance I had met
My mother

Who was it,the first In space
I can tell you it was a cow.
It wasn't the spoon who
Jumped over the moon
It just got mixed up somehow.
Mother Hubbard sat on a wall
Ole King Cole never went to the ball.
Humpty Dumpty watched his garden so green
While the ugly sisters kept cinders unclean
What was poor old bo peep to do
Ask Sherlock I tell you haven't got a clue.
Forgive me people it's all bill hook
Shoot the piano player I'm only the cook

Barbed wire inside a silk purse.
A woman of beauty just a curse.
Eyes so piercing,chards of glass
Only the brave would touch her ****.
Cursed souls still they tried
For a glance of her beauty
They accepted and died.
We put her on a pedastol
Cancerous to the core
Medusa you are whom we adore

Sweet little spots
on a Dalmatians coat,
The plimsol line
On a turquoise boat.
Jack in the box
With a turbo Spring
A door bell dancing
To its own ring ting.
Alone I am in a dull
Sound proof room,
Come to me nurse
With your razor sharp spoon
Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

I'm pinching poems
I'm getting ideas
I'm learning from
The skill of the quill.  
Alphabet dancing
Among the words
Stories never stay still
Truths and lies
Live in disguise
It's the wonder of the word

Taking everything
Everything that was free
Taking the flowers,
Flowers from the open cemetery
Mean as ebineezer scrooge
A man with a terrible curse
He once pinched fifty pounds
Out of mother Teresa's
Purse
Nothing phased him
He was Mean as he could be
Even took a shilling
Of child who was only three
This mean old bar steward
Destined to expire all alone
Even God wiped all his memories
And left him,well bared to the bone
Didn't deserve an epitaph
For it would have surely read
Hear lies one mean bar steward
Everyone's quite happy now he's
Meanly dead

Attractive Lovelly dressed black witch
Beautiful seductive heartless *****.
minefield held together in tattooed skin

Dreaming of a loving encounter
My emotions burn ,
Acid rain pours
From a uncertain watering can
What do I do when I haven't a clue
I **** myself

Syringe of tuneless cyanide
Pecking of the heartless crow
Whirlwind of volcanic bananas
As icicles strikes the flame
Syringe of tuneful happiness
Touch of kingfisher blue
Cool breeze of  fruitless joy
As the flame freezes sweet
Atomic grape on twisted vine
As darkness swallows the sun

Red coated girl in polish ghetto
Ever wonder,ever wonder
Boy in the striped pyjamas
Ever wonder ever wonder
Anne Frank's written diaries
Ever wonder ever wonder
A space in time,
Which holds a heinous crime
Ever wonder ever wonder
A space in time
God went amiss
As thee whole wide world
Fell into darken abyss
Ever wonder ever wonder

Sweet little buttercup
Nature will bite
A thought might abuse you
just not tonight.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
When nature bites
Who will care about you

Bluebells and cyanide
Razor blade wine
Horror of the thought
Your sun will not shine

Tulips and daffodils
Bloom in acid rain
Who will call
When your heart is in pain

Motherless child
Unopened womb
Reaps no harvest

I love me ,i love me
Let's love me together
Let's waltz  have some ***
inside all clement weather.
Mirror mirror on the wall
thank you for excepting my lips
Sweet little narcacistic me
Unable to love other ships

Branded a coward
I wouldn't fight
Killing oh killing
Is not morally right.
Chicken they call me
Cluck cluck cluck
I'm not fighting and
I don't give a f-ck
Up against thee establishment
Trouble maker I
shot at dawn don't understand why.

Sun is one big burning star
Drove there once in my motor car
Astronauts,moon what's all that fuss
We had already been there in a big red bus
Mount Everest conquered what a sham
I'd already been pushed up there in a one wheeled Pram.
Victoria falls went over inside a barrel we danced
All night in Russia's Chernobyl
Creative creativity dancing in radiated rain
In my little cuckoos nest recovering not sane.
Next week going over to the planet Venus
In a camper van shaped like a big yellow *****
Of to the sun in sugar-paper plane
You to can come to in my ticketless game
Still I'm locked up in flesh eating chains
Going supersonic on a ***** trapped train
One day I will come back to uninteresting earth
I think I've been mental since the day of my birth

Express train chuffing
Inside the skull.
It's raging
Red to a fat face bull,
vipers,snipers everywhere
mind so dark
It's really not fair
Chemical,chemicals
Saturate the brain
Barbwiring me up
Inside acid rain

Candy apple rain
Sweetness in those lips,
Picture of you did
Launch a thousand ships.
My sweet little, Lady Luck
The woman of my dream.
You could never end up
In Edvard munches scream.
They you were inside a frame
Decorating my papered wall,
Im still dreaming that one sunny day,
That you might give me a call.
Candy apple rain
Blossoming everyday
Pleasure from your poster
Pleased me in just that perfect way.

Of on holiday
Going to the sun
In a paper rocket
To have some fun,
Of on holiday
Going to Venus
In a yellow camper van
Shaped like a *****.
Of on holiday
To surf the stars
In a jelly trifle
Shaped like a motor car
If I get out of this asylum
Anywhere will do
If I ask you nicely
Will you come to

Ducking for apples
In a deep fat fryer
There's no one uglier
Than I .
Tears are made of acid
Head of a coconut shy
Body all mangled up
Nobody uglier than I.
Brain as dense as a cabbage
It's size is as small as a pea
Still never found a looker
As terrible as me.
Elephant man
Quasimodo
Beautiful compared to me.
I just don't give a ****
never really have.

Where's my mother
Where's my father
I have become very sad
Who has taken away my joy.
Have I done something bad
I am so lost,a frighten boy
Felling depressed a thrown away toy
What is now in store for me?
Now I'm one when there used
To be three

Sold my soul to the devil
No good to me
Loneliness as eaten it bad
Cash came in handy.

My being not worth a dime
Loneliness should be made a crime
Sold my soul to the devil
Is life a waste of time.

Life been good
Life been bad
Soul so sad
Cash came in handy.

Never asked to be given life
Who gave me this emptiness
Chemicals in my brain
Am I going lady ga ga.

The Romans couldn't do it
****** tried in vain
Ghenghis Khan
Alexander the Great
All died just the same.
Empires of the sun have tried it
To take over our worldly globe
Thee only object to do this
Is stuck to your propaganda lobe.

I met a blue budgie
High on a perch
Where are you going
What is your research
The budgie had flown
Out of the window
And now I am totally free
So I ate the little ****
I ate  it for my tea
Freedom is  so dangerous
You must learn all the rules
I met a blue budgie
Or was it just a fool.

Brain feels like a shrivelled plum
The World around me, just ****** numb.
Waiting my demise, an earthly grave
Upped a photo to l cloud, giving God a wave.
My mind is broken like shattered glass
The World around me can kiss my ****
waiting for thee impending doom
**** just happens. it's a wonderful life

Over the top to glory boys
To a Geronimo of chants
Oh so billhooks boys
I think I've just **** my pants
I was a bullet frightened conscript
But over the top I went
I died for King and country
Letter for my mother was sent
they left my rotting smelling corpse
in a ditch of mud so red
I was just another statistic
A sacrifice that needed to be bled.
I never lived to see what was the final score
Millions lay with millions
upon earths most deadly flaw.

Fallen from my pedastol
Drowning in my sorrow,
Dark days on thee horizon
Can,t face many more tomorrow,
The audience and the pedastol
I was not born for such a scene
The life of the fallen actor
Summed up in cyanide ice cream.

Not sad to hear
Of your sudden
Demise,
I was to caught
Up in your
Web of lies.
I to fell for your
charm
I took a step back
I could see the harm
Were you a witch
A heartless *****.
You hid your evil
Very well
On your broomstick go
Straight to hell.
Lucifer is waiting
Open arms for you
My sweet lover what
Shall I do.

Good god
Devil evil
Interpretation is the word
I think it's all in the prose
Or am I just absurd
Strike me down as a non believer
An atheist or just absurd
But I can't help thinking
Or am I just good with words
I am of both factions
I'm evil and I'm good
It's only down to interpretation
Is it why I'm mis-understood
I believe
I decieve
It's apart of good and bad but
I  think I've have worked it out

The man who
Invented
Scrabble died,
Was it natural
Or third degree
Put the words
Down. maybe.
Numbers attached
To letters
place
Them on a board
Put them on a
Triple just to
Boost your score.
Double was the trouble
Triple always red
Then one day a word
Did play
Fantastically high of
Score
Scrabble man had
Heart attack
He can’t play no more

Empty chair
Once I sat there
Now I'm dead
And gone
Empty chair
Now feels despair
Now I'm dead
And gone
Empty chairs
Are always aware
When your dead
And gone
Empty chairs
Tell stories
Just sit and listen

In the redness of time
Words will be drawn
Messages get mixed
Hatred lines are born.
Unite all the rivers
Bridges must not burn
Problem with momentum
It's difficult to return.