#jan
I had a friend
Thirty years ago
He had nowt
Didn't have two ha'pennys to rub together
Managed to get himself
A little Handcart
He went round
Collecting all old newspapers
Day and night he toiled
Seven days a week
And twice on Sunday
To one day make his fortune
And do you know what he's worth today?
NOTHING!
And he still owes for the handcart.
Jun 5, 2025
Jun 5, 2025 at 2:14 AM UTC
Jou koffie moer broer
said the colloniser of Jan's brew
Apr 6, 2023
Apr 6, 2023 at 3:39 PM UTC
I’m not loud,
I’m not aloud,
I’m not allowed.
I’m the exception.
I’m the definition.
I’m the truth and the dark.
I don’t bite but watch out for my
bark
peeling off.
Cover your eyes so you can see
what’s oozing out of me,
the radiation gleam.
Obscene dream,
ladies in Vaseline.
Malignant wishes from a benign entity.
Change everything.
I carry water and arrows and my hooves smash the stars.
Peregrinus.
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
Green I am not,
Nor red,
More a peachy pink,
Or a delicate blue,
In my feelings for you.
My eyes are not large,
When they look upon your lover,
Tho my heart turns over,
I am quick to smile,
You are happy.
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 7:27 PM UTC