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With the tattooed angel on you're arm..
              You have plenty of swagger
                And lots of charm...
                  But underneath
                  There is a tortured soul..
                Put back together, but not quite whole.
                  A fragile heart...
                 That is torn apart
                      
                You lost both you're parents at 25
                Then you're brother committed...
                         Suicide...
                You're ex wife you found
                  In the arms of another.
              The worlds not kind...
                They left you behind
                And you'll never recover..
The times running out
             And nothing as yet!?
         A shoe box is probably all I'll get..
            A delightful Dez Rez is how it's blurbed
            At £550per cal, now don't be absurd.  
          I scan the papers for the property slot
           This one says, " quant"? But it's not!
          One with a bath, would be kinda nice?"
       Something manageable, along with the price!
        So when next you see me...
        Selling the big issue on the street!
          ( spare a thought)
                I get an eat and you get a read!
              As I'm bundled of to court!.
" you're drop dead gorgeous"!
               I proclaim with a sigh...
           That handsome face, and a gleam in you're eye!
          Tanned, toned body, and strong **** thighs
               The apple of some mothers eye..
         Masculine physique and broad smooth chest...
               ( oh my stretch marks!)
              They look such a mess...
              6ft 3 in you're bare feet
             Face like an angel
              That would make you weep
               And even though I'm in my prime
             Oh boy! Am I gonna have a good time!!
As we boarded the train
                           You, with a six pack in you're hand.
                           I knew that very minute
                         That our" wedding night was ******!
                           To Dover for our honeymoon.
                           Oh what a great delight!
                            My sister said " don't marry him"!
                             And now I know she's right!
                        " just got married to day mate"( he shouted)
                          The porter gave a glare...
                          " you're not allowed to smoke sir"
                             " it's a non smoking here"
                              As he gave an angry stare...
                              You look across the table
                            With that gormless grin
                          This wasn't quite the way
                      I thought our marriage would begin.!!
Oh Sarah so sweet, oh Sarah so fair
          With you're languid green eyes
            And you're silky blonde hair
          When you hit town
          The boys better beware
           Short **** dress
            And made up face
            With you're punchy manner
             And feline grace...
            And that " oh so innocent"
                Look on you're face...
The man in the moon
                       With his cheesy smile
                       Lights up the dark night
                       And gives hope for a while
                        
                       I look from my window
                        At the stars
                       And through my telescope
                          You give me a wink
                        

                       What's it like living up there?
                        Which makes me think...
                           Are you lonely
                        All on you're own?
                       With no one to care for you
                       All alone in you're home..
                        
                      Wouldn't you like a mrs moon
                          To care for you?
                        And feed you cheese with a spoon!...
" I'm not a fluffy bunny type?"
         I commented to a girlfriend
           Over coffee one day
           " what you"?
        She replied in fits of laughter
        " hell no" she said
           " you're a foxy lady"!..
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