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martin Dec 2014
Last
time we
spoke she
brimmed with
hope, romance was
in the air. This time she
looked me in the eye, shook
her head from side to side, fiddled
with her hair and frowned, raised a
little finger, and wagged it up and down
martin Dec 2014
Santa baby
This year I have for you just one request
I know you'll help because you always do your best

You'll be my special honey for ever more
If you can give us all a miracle cure

For cancer baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
martin Dec 2014
Cry
I came upon a child of God
Asked her where you going
She said my words were beautiful
But they were Leonard Cohen's

She passed a summer by me
Sad songs to scorch and sting
When the days grew older
She spread her angel wings

I watched for her as the white-tailed eagle
Looks down at the sea
Searched the heather, walked among the mountain flowers
Trod the holloways for hours
But she had flown from me

The raven and the hooded crow
Silent passed me by
Go, go, let her go
I heard the buzzard cry
martin Nov 2014
Mr Kalashnikov I'll ask you nicely
Please don't point that thing at me
Laszlo Biro how nice to see you
Without you where would we be?
Mr Molotov may I remind you
You are in polite company

May I present the Earl of Sandwich
Do partake of his wares
And special desserts are served soon after
Presented in person by Anna Pavlova

The Duke of Wellington brought in some mud
Mr Macintosh is expecting a flood

Candido Jacuzzi and Joseph Pilates
Appear to be making friends
Henry Shrapnel and Joseph Guillotin
Who invited them?

Ferdinand von Zeppelin,
Perhaps you would like a schnapps?
Mr Winchester, Mr Colt, Mr Gatling, Mr Lewis
So many gunmen I'm alarmed I confess

May I trouble you Mr Hoover
To help tidy up the mess?
martin Nov 2014
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There was a young man from Bilbao
Who swallowed a book somehow
Can you suggest
How to digest
The thoughts of Chairman Mao?

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There is a man not far from here
Who had a rather novel idea
To write a book
So a pen he took
And lo it did appear

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There was a young man from Brum
Who felt a book in his tum
He had it removed
Which just goes to prove
There's a book in everyone

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As a young man
I felt that I must
Write a long book
about love and lust
A publisher read it
Then promptly did shred it
      And told me to go drive a bus      

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Yours welcome
martin Nov 2014
Hunkered down we pass the plonk
We can see Madame and pay
We shake her hand and thank her
San fairy ann she'll say

Sergeant copped a blighty
He'll be on his way
He's thanking god almighty
San fairy ann I say

It's hard enough to smile through this
When folks get blown up every day
But all the while the whizz-bangs miss
San fairy ann we say
1st World War slang

plonk = vin blanc
cop a blighty = wounded, sent home to UK
san fairy ann = ça ne fait rien, it doesn't matter
martin Oct 2014
Scientists tell us
Before the BIG BANG!
There was no time

Plus ça change...
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