"fkin" poems
DONT DO DRUGS KIDS
O a sis, John cooper clarke.
Pink floyd, getting ****** in the park.
****** crack co caine.
****** messed up again.
Council estate, tmazipan,
****** taliban.
A paper cup and a ball of string,
Ive lost me phone I'll use anythin.
Trying to get hold of my man,
Thames Valley police catch me if u can.
Tried to get the monkey off my back,
fallen down and landed in the crack ..
between the pavements,
easy street,
walking round no shoes on ma feet.
Touch this and you'll get burnt.
Been 20 years and I still havent learnt.
Loosing teeth, bad legs, getting older.
Are the winters getting colder?
Global warming ... What the ****
****** ..coming in on a salad truck.
Chav pants, naff fkin trainers,
little going on ... no brainers.
Mental health, welfare state,
think your spot on, think your great.
Urban people telling how it is.
Fk me, took to much whizz.
Walking round, feeling fantastic,
look at me dancing,
pretty tragic really ...
Stupidly asked some bloke to dance,
now im in the back of an amb ulance.
A saturday casualty.
Its an average weekend for me.
Going mad, on a ******
**** you world,
No surrender.
(c) mandy rigby and p skez 2012)
(now 4 yrs clean .. can i get an Amen?)
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC
I look at you, you look at me.
I guess its ****** chemistry.
I can be all, that I can be,
when you look like that at me.
Give me eyes, come to bed.
lets just leave the rest unsaid ...
your eyes suggest, you're loving me,
I love the way you look at me.
Honest truth, so do mine,
I think our love is just divine
climbing higher with my desire,
falling straight into your fire
can taste your pleasure,
feel your pain,
lets get it on a- fkin -gain
(c) mandy rigby 17/03/2014
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 6:21 AM UTC
Sometimes (Often)
People (Men)
On social networking (Dating)
Websites
Genuinely scare me
The thing is, though
--and it's a good thing--
is that when people contact you first
it's a reverse book-by-cover scenario
so my judgment is justified and there's nothing to feel bad about
"i leik to getta no you betta mmmmmmmyeah fkin hottie"
He says, so I go and look at his pictures
Suspicion confirmed
He says on his profile he likes gettin nekkid
Stays up late at night
He says his pad is so cool he parties all the time
Such frightening size
He looks like he could be on the cover of an Aryan prison gang documentary
If this situation were bottom to top and not top to bottom
then I might feel bad but
when you lay your cards
out first and eager
and you scare the **** out of me
I don't feel so bad
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 11:02 AM UTC
I'd like to charge,
the government.
With crimes,
against humanity.
Giving M.B.E's,
to hairdresser's.
Only goes,
to prove,
their vanity.
Elderly man
evicted.
Reeked of,
mental health.
Makes me fkin sick,
cos they have,
so much wealth.
Always pointing fingers.
Blood dripping,
from their hands.
yet giving,
tax relief,
to appease,
their Tory fans.
They have no,
understanding,
of what benefit,
equates.
As we conserve,
energy.
they increase,
fuel rates?
They talk of,
unemployment,
like its a,
personal choice.
Jumping to,
conclusions.
As though we,
have no voice.
They've,
no desire,
for shelters.
No funding,
for rehabs.
No interest,
in soup kitchen's.
Or people,
dressed in rags.
DO NOT
be a pawn
in their,
game of chess.
DO NOT fall,
for the lies,
that they suggest.
Destroying their,
own people.
welfare reforms.
Yet writing every,
penny down,
on expenditure,
allowance forms.
Don't they know,
its wrong?
state paying,
for second homes.
When those,
supporting families,
survive on,
payday loans.
Humbled,
working people,
queuing at,
food banks
I wonder,
what goes on,
amongst the,
Tory ranks?
The truth,
of austerity.
11 % bonus,
increase.
The injustice,
of it all,
destroys,
my inner peace.
It's obvious,
their strategy,
to conquer,
by divide.
lining their,
own pockets,
before they,
run and hide
(c) mandy rigby 09/01/2014
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
I love you, you are mental.
You are chicken oriental.
I love you, cos ya off ya head,
every night when we go to bed ,
getting silly , getting sentimental.
beneath the quilt, ... (its continental)
then I guess, we'll go to town,
underneath the eiderdown....
I love you, my lovely mental case,
i love your mental fkin face .
i love you, cos you love me too,
loving you's like having flu
its like an affliction,
much worse than addiction.
much harder to quit,
than drugs and **** ...
my love for you is not necrotic,
cannot be cured with an antibiotic,
I guess what I'm saying is ..
I love you though, .... ya not the biz.
Been together,
for many a year.
can't belive,
that I'm still here....
(c) mandy *** rigby 04/03/2014
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:27 AM UTC