Where for out thou lunatic
I used to know me well
I was once sane you know
This you could seemingly
Tell.
Was it a bang,a bang upon my head
Or was it something somebody had cruelly said.
What was the trigger that tipped me
over the point of no return
Was it the knowledge that I never had to learn
Still looking for different ways to openly self harm
Me and my mate Shakespeare living in the funny farm.

In a cue thee other day
To buy some basic needs
Three people smoking tobacco
Wearing Protective masks indeed
This virus is a respiratory disease
It attacks the way we breathe
Us dumb humans succumb
And ******* bleed

We’ve come to
The end of
Your rainbow,
We gave it a go.
Loving you
Was really true
When
Weirdly
A *****
You grew,
It kept on
growing like
Pinocchio nose
I thought
we were in the
Rocky horror show.
What the duck
I do not know
All I could do
Is watch it grow.
This ***** did
A coloured life
When I married her
I do think she was
My wife.

As an animal species
The old must die
Other species fight this
They do not cry
There's no nhs
The genes must survive
That's what keeps
There species alive.
When young are weak
The future looks bleak
thee old take drugs to survive
You can not sustain this madness
To keep humanity alive.

Happenings that didn't happen
Wondered what happened to them
Where did the flame go
The one you wouldn't light
Non forming memories
Because of blinkered sight
Shadow of the unborn waiting in your womb
Unwritten lyrics dancing to one lonely tune
Crying shame that blame game
Why wasn't it meant to be
Watch the icicles dance inside the flame
It might just set you free

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.

Teenage dreams
Emotions awry
Angst in abundance,
Tears we cry.
Am I a woman
Or still a girl my
Teenage dreams
Are like a clammed
Up pearl.
Can’t sought out
This from that
Can’t decide
What side to bat.
Avenues no safety net
Open the door see
what you get
Teenage dreams
A minefield of good
Always fearful
And misunderstood.

Lips tasting of cyanide
Your so dressed to ****
I need all your loving
Excitement and thrill
Such an hour glass figure
You look so elegantly chic
Scented by the devil
With cyanide you reek.
I'll be your next willing victim
To be ensnared in your web
Even I'm knowing I'm going to
Wind up dead.

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

Moonlit cornfields
Sovereign skies
Majestic glories
All seasons cry

Hallowed lands
Enigma of stone
Beautiful glories
Never alone

Dancing rainbows
Landscape green
Fantastic glories
In aquamarine

Fallow deer
Swallows fly
Majestic glories
For our countries
We die

Jelly and cream
Good verses bad
Satan and God
Happy loving sad

Life attaches death
Foot and ball
Guns wins wars
Rise and fall

Mother and father
Daughter and son
Beginning  to end
Misery and fun

Clever I'm thick
Cement and brick
Words in dictionaries
Buckets for sick

Lyrics and music
Hot freezing cold
Light and dark
Hairy or bold

I'm not sure where I'm going with this
So I'll stop and start and hit to miss
Hate it or love it give yourself a kiss
Hello goodbye,
If everybody was alright there
Would be nobody left

Don’t say this
Don’t say that
Don’t touch this
Don’t touch that,
Is this a parent thing
Or just a terrible trap,
Sit up straight
Don’t slurp your tea
What ever they say
I shall not agree.
Smoking is bad
Alcohol is a sin
All this parenting
Thing is growing thin.
Mum and dad making
My life a
living hell
Im thinking of getting out
Explode and rebel
Got a slight problem
My sister agrees brother
She said your only three.

Elephants riding bicycles
Giraffes driving cars
Monkeys flying aeroplanes
It’s seems not to bizarre
Fish catching people
Hippos on the bus
I don’t see a problem
to be kicking up a fuss,
Frogs kissing zebras
While hyenas play guitar
Now understanding the other ***
Now that’s to bizarre.

When the oppressed rise up
The death toll mounts
There is no other way

Seeds are sown
In violence today
The death toll will mount
There is no other way

Minority's claw
For a piece of the cake
The death toll will rise
Our futures are at stake.

Changes only happen
In the flames of hell
The death toll will rise
And take you as well.

Power and control
With bullet less guns
You can't be ruled by the weak
Paradise with out racism
It's a fantasy you seek.

The world will slip back into hell
Millions of will surely die
The seeds of today have now been sowed
Humans again will cry.

When children pass
There shadows
Have fun
In
The playground
Under the sun

***** habits
Me think
The wife leaves
Washing up
in the sink.
She knows
That’s where
I like to wee
***** habit
She’s got
Do you agree.
In the bathroom
Her ***** habits
Make me laugh
She knows I like
Dump in the bath.
She’s got one last habit
A backside thorn
She’s got the remote
When I want to
Watch ****.
Im going to get
Some ***** habits
of my own
I have to
leave her
And find a home,
Alone.

You are magic
I am magic
Lets disappear
We will build
Our fantasy
Then we
Shall reappear.

Lots of
Trees and
hedges
Made of
Chocolate
Cakes
While
Pretty
flamingo’s
Are
Dancing in
The lakes

We make
more magic
With children
on the way
Living in a fantasy
Loving everyday.

Miles and miles of railway track
Onwards we went we didn't look back
Going to face the enemy probably to die
We were fighting for freedom
We would not question why.
We moved in silence no hope or despair
Bombs and shrapnel dropping everywhere
Death rained down in our hole of hell
Only the survivors had a story to tell
Miles and miles of burnt up track
There we died we never went back
Obituaries in tutorials
They put our names on memorials
Should we have questioned?
Was it our basic human right
History is riddled with glories and *****.
Bullet in the head,God save the King
Blackened roses in a sweet deathly ring.
Millions of mothers,mothers everywhere
We're living, left loving an empty chair
Hope we learn from that burnt out track
We're we all died and never came back.

Disease 19 has been killing all races for fun
Now there out there protesting humans are dumb

Disease 19 will not care about the colour of skin
This pesky little virus will **** you from within.

Disease 19 starts to spread and and the death toll shall rise
so all of this protesting against raceism is not ******* wise

Of to the hospital I can not breathe
You ******* dumb animals it's hard to believe

Long ago
On far away lands
There was a contest
The battle of the bands
Good versus evil
Oasis versus Blur
God versus the devil
This battle still occurs.
Hyenas on guitars
Angels on their harps
Flirting with a minor
Or just being sharp
God has the harmonies
The devils got metal goth
If there not entertaining
The audience will
show their wrath.
Madison square gardens
Or  down Wembley way
This battle of the bands
Still going on today.

Me and my
Woman we had
A spat,
Over who
Looked better
In her
wedding
Dress
I said she
was fat
She didn’t
like that
she
Punched
me
In the face
She wears the
Trousers
In our house
My comment
Was misplaced.
Don’t takeaway
From the fact
She’s still fat.
In the wedding dress
I looked better,
We had a spat
I think I won that.
Round two
Of this spat
Her trousers
Came of
And I was right
That lovely dress
Was far too tight.
Spat three came
Her head aloft
Said muck you mickhead
The Wedding is off.

Tycoon man of property
In Mayfair they found
Him dead.
It looked like
****** a bullet to
The head
Properties a plenty
Railway stations too
All the amenities
Totted up to a fair few.
His life started on the
Old Kent road
Was
Ended in Mayfair
Community chest
Was set up for all
So challenge me if you dare.
The police investigated
This man of wealth and property
He Left his legacy  a family game
He Called it monopoly
They found his killer
His younger brother bill
He’s gone straight to jail
For a life in Pentonville

******* in a light bulb
Can’t be a sin
Just want to know
How they got
Within.

Had a dear friend
Tiger was his name
Loved his golf
He could play
The beautiful game.
Then one day
He had a stroke
Bit of bad luck
Very nice bloke
On his last hole
He shot a seven
I asked to let me
Know if they play
Golf in heaven
He passed a way
Year to the day
Then I heard
Him softly say.
Got good news
and some bad
Good News yes they
Do play
Playing golf in heaven
But now I have some
News of Sorrow.
You are such a wonderful
Chap
You’re  in the team tomorrow.

Rubber ducky
Boisterous
And plucky.

Walks around
Tip top gait
The loonies
have made
rubber ducky
President
Of the
United States.

Rubber ducky
Has a master plan
It’s ****** daft
He’s turning
Kansas into big
Lovely Bath.

Rubber ducky
Putin the fox
Best place for
Them is inside a
coffin box.

I never wrote
This  stupid rhyme
Knowing them
They’ll make it crime.
It’s turning into
a Shakespeare play
Rubber Ducky
Might send me
To Guantanamo Bay.

Me and me lover
We had a spat
I wanted a giraffe
She wanted a cat.
Not being reasonable
All said and done
So then I shot her
with my gun.
Life is understanding
What’s done is done
Now in a human zoo
It’s not much fun.
Life in a second
can change in an act
Give me hindsight
Me having a laugh
Still stupid old me
Would have got a Giraffe.

Lives do not matter
Black or white
We are just statistics
In a bucket of *****.

Blacks **** blacks
Whites **** whites
Death toll mounts
In a bucket of *****

The horrors we inflict
Race upon race
Lives don't matter
It's power we chase.

Whom do's a life matter
In a bucket of *****
Because we are only a number
Black or white.

Did not swim
Did not run
Didn’t dance
Had no fun.
Never knew
My father
Neither my mum,
Nor experience
The rays of the sun.
Did not know love
Did not know like
Didn’t even get
to ride a bike,
I wasn’t for this
Revolving earth
I was a new born
Died at birth.

I had no shoes
Just Hand me down pants
Not a pair of trainers in sight,
Food was scarce
Boredom was rife
It was freezing cold at night.
Don't insult me by saying
I was under privileged .
Tv was a pleasant dream
Not a dazzling 60inch screen
Not much contact, oh we did moan
we did not idle on ones  mobile phones
Please mr bbc do not say we were poor
We were not rotten to the privileged core.
Everybody's so sorry for the ******* past
Everybody,s trying to be right
Take your head from up your ****
I'm not interested in your plight.

I am stuck in a bubble
I am West Ham
Playing football
They best I can,
I left Upton Park
The Boleyn ground
For pastures new
I took the hammers
Sound.
On this surface
I did not rest,
I am the ghost
Of  Mr  Clyde Best
I am stuck in a bubble
I am West Ham
Always and forever
A loyal fan.

Mona Lisa
Eyeball pleaser
Painted by some
Artist geezer
Van Gogh sunflowers
Loads of money
If Vince was alive
He would find it funny
Constable a painter of note
Was a White van man
In an overcoat,
Ed the munch
Painted his scream
Monet and the Lillie’s
Looked so serene
All these artists
Are all now dead
There creative ghosts
Reside inside my shed

Ride a white swan
Life’s lost its charm
Take some ******
Then self harm
Please don’t judge
Me with scorn
Never really given a ****
Since the day
I was born.

Isolation
*******
Fill the screen
With ****
Never really given a ****
Since the day
I was born

Then one day
I had a bit of luck
Turning of the tide
Then the world engulfed
Me yes
I died.
Was I an
Angel with a ***** face
Or was I just
Misplaced .

Not very lucky
Feels like life’s a fake
Everybody is
against me,
It’s like
sliding down
A razor blade
Using my testicles
As brakes.

Solitary clouds
Do collide.
Sometimes
It’s risky
To take
The ride.

Solitary clouds
Combine in the
Sky,
Listen to the rain
She Will sing
Just take a risk
Let loving begin.

Solitary clouds
Create the weather
For you and I
To be together.

Solitary clouds
We our no more
Like the snow
White and pure.

When the heavens open
And we step inside
Was it beautiful
To take that ride.

One legged man
In a **** kicking
Match,
Throwing the
Javelin for
The athlete
To catch,
This sport
Don’t appeal
A lot
The participants
Have to head
but the shot.
110 metres
Hurdles
In a wheelchair
Blind tennis
Players
playing
In pairs.
Long jump
In a sandpit
Of nails
I think these
Sports will
Certainly fail.

It must be love
Happiness high
No more dark
Clouds in my sky.
Warmth is flowing
Through my veins
Heart feeling good
No more pain.
We talk we hold hands
We start making
Wonderful plans,
But we all know
It’s all total crap
In the happiness trap.
Sweet.

Knew a man
With no arms
No legs
Held down
A good job
He thought
It was great,
This man was
Employed as a
Paperweight .

All my disciples
Are eating
L S D trifles
Fred
Harry
Bill
And
Ben
Spaced out,
Thought they were
The Diddy men.
They followed me
Down the garden path
Those L S D trifles
We’re such a laugh.

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.

Heart without love
Stars without space
An unused womb
is a lonely place.
Unspoken prose
An unwritten tune
Melodies without a stave
Who are you
to walk alone
Slowly to your grave.
Withering away
Closing of your mind
Sadness of the darkness
Going blind
Being a member of the
Human race
Can be hell of a lonely place

I am at my happiest
When I do not exist
I can wander
The underworld
Unruly and
******* ******.
Up on the walls
Are All the signs
Me I do not exist
Im still drinking wine.
Don’t do this
Don’t do that
At every corner
A witch with a cat.
Wandering the underworld
Not reading the signs
All my demons
Are being revived
By the wine
Walking the nightmares
I do not exist
Opened up another bottle
I am at my happiest.

Living in a *** hole
Middle of the road
Me and my mate
Jeremy  
the
A D H T toad.
Man it was hectic
Stupidly inane
The Heavens
opened one day
Toady was
Never to be
seen again.
Poor old
Jeremy
washed
down
The  ******
drain.
Life in that
Pothole
Was so
Fantastically
Insane.

Nature throws up
A curve ball
Why did she throw
You to me,
Nature throws up
A curve ball
Through my
beer goggles
Now You
are all I see.
You’ve infected
my beer
With the taste of love
Natures curve ball
Was tossed from
Heaven above.
This curve ball
needed to be caught,
So down the road
Of rehabilitation
Every step I fought.
No more beer googles
No hazy nights
Who was this curve ball
Who brought me back
To the light.
There was a twist I
will not share
With this curve ball
I do not care.

My Spartan woman
Strong of heart
Very tenacious
Smile so bright
My Spartan woman
My guiding light.
Woman of power
Astute of brain,
She’s my shield
When the arrows rain.
My Spartan woman
The queen of love
Even the stars
Look in awe above,
Lots of respect
Hold high in esteem
My Spartan woman has O C D
And just wants to clean.

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,

Mother
Father
Passed
Away
Orphan boy
Alone today
Oh so cold
Minus two
Enlighten
Me on what
To do.

Watching the
cactus grow
Not very exciting
And very slow,
Time for me
Is an exercise
The numbers
Are different
Which is no surprise.
Boredom is an awful pain
Loneliness makes you fragile
Everything’s the same.
Thoughts are like
A bowl of vegetable soup
Jumping back and forwards
Through a very small loop.
Hope I don’t live to see
Another day
So Im waiting for god
To take my breath away.

I wish I could write
Proper poetry
Me and me cat
Just smile
She’s just woken up
And me pet mouse
Has run a mile.
Im reading  poetry by
Wordsworth
A bit of Byron to
When it comes to
To writing poetry
I haven’t got a clue.
Wandered lonely as a cloud
Been doing that everyday
Stuck with ******
Romeo and Juliet
Inside a Shakespeare play.
Poetry poetry
I have not a clue
Me and my stylus
We go a bit askew.

Hooking every
Diamond geezer
This lovely lady
This  eyeball pleaser.

Always smiling
Always funny
No need for credit
No need for money.

Eyes so blue
Lips so red,
Every diamond geezer
She willing to bed.

Dresses so stylish
Oh so chic
Natures beauty
Natures freak.

Long blonde hair
A smile to cherish
Loving Medusa
You will surely perish.