Wipe your shoes first before coming in
And keep them in the hall
So if leaving, there won't be footprints
No mess left behind at all
So if you leave, no trace left on my skin
No drama for us to recall.
Jack and Jill went up to Lidl
To queue for toilet paper
Jack got bored and soon he snored
Jill's patience was much greater
Jill queued on and moved along
Until allowed to enter
She found a pack and on the way back
Kicked Jack with pent-up anger.
A response to Jack & Jill.
is still burning
makes them suffocating.
Lying on the rare
Psychedelic river named
Thames, I wept for life.
My mother called last
Night. She said Thames messes with
You, causes cancer.
She suffered from renal
Failure, after doing the same.
That is why I wept.
The cool, brown water
Washed over me. It rinsed my mind.
It tames me from me.
My heart, maybe I should leave
And never look back.
If I could,
I would call upon you
and tell you that the reasons why you are beautiful
As yellow meets black, turns night
We gaze in wonder at the city beneath the heath
As amber leaves branches, fall ever near
We crunch and repeat with our feet to the beat
As cracked hands cup coffee in shelter
We nod flick leftover shrapnel to them.
As wisened minds, ask us for guidance
We bravely seek to give the help they crave.
I would remind you that this is why life’s worth living.
I will conquer the world for you, my dear.
Sequel to London's Burning