See the young one's shining face
Freshly joined the human race
Chubby cheeks and wrinkled ***
Flailing arms and little tum

A life of learning lays ahead
But rest for now your weeny head
What this miracle will be, who knows
With his tiny hands and feet and snotty nose

Stop your mewling now be calm
You're coming to no harm
I'll hold you for a little while
Although your shrieks do cause alarm

Why choose now, oh little one
To exercise those fearsome lungs
And then projectile squirt
Green ***** on my nice clean shirt

I'll hand you back, you look much better
In your mother's arms
I feel I am immune alas
To your supposed charms

Quiet now, would I hold?
If you don't mind I will refrain
If I may be so bold

Left with an odour, a downright smell
I must confess
I don't do babies very well

What relief, they've gone away
Give me a dog any day

The Bishop of Edinburgh has lost his faith
Now he tweets instead of prays
At least he can be sure there is someone
               Out there

Cupid puts his arrows
     like his targets
       in a quiver

.                                        sit down
                                   take some time
                            lay your hand in mine
                    feel the tension seep away, let go
                       rest the body, heal the mind
                                 let oxytocin flow

.
  She stood there naked,
still slightly embarrassed,
     without make-up.

My metaphor is better for the bin
My simile just says silly me
A joke, lost in translation
Wood, hidden by the trees

So I talk to the wind
Panning truths which dry to sand,
                     falling ashen.

Look to the cloud's lining
                     filing away like smoke

Out of time, out of sorts
Caught in a vortex
Time ganging up
Clogging, fogging

Come back mojo

.
       The search goes on for life
    outside our sphere of knowledge.

A galactic researcher expresses his desire
         for answers before he dies.

  He might have to settle for afterwards.