We fell in together
We fell in together and brushed off the world Cos I'd found my girl in a pub called 'The Earl' I'd come from the Midlands, a dirty old mirror From industrial beginnings, or a pearl, a pearl in an ocean, And the salt of the earth I'd come from the Midlands I'd fought off my nerves, From a difficult birth To fall into a new life with With my travel trunk and her. |
Wednesday, 6 March 2013
We fell in together
Sunday, 3 March 2013
Beware a lingering eye
Beware a Lingering Eye
Sitting in the brown stained Coffee lazy smoking room There happened upon a freckled Lass, brown, blond, mousy mess Of a fellow smoker, A Marlboro lighted toker Who chatted to a bloke and Other indiscriminate folks. So I took in the conversation, All very friendly, polite Inconsequentially trendy. One cigarette finished, another took Stubbed and finally put out, cooked. When she smiled and then addressed me, Whilst all alone just we, She actually looked my way, It was surprisingly strange to say, That she looked twice, then lingered, Just like pointing with her fingers, Eye to eye, Couldn’t suss my smoking spy, Although I glimpsed a reason why, We spoke with longing eyes, lustful Green, grey skies, very close, Could be lying near, leaving me excited With canny fear. |
Little Johnny and the Spider
Little Johnny and the Spider….
Little Johnny sat in a tree
Eating his bacon and
Drinking some tea
When along came a spider
That sat down beside him.
‘Well how do you do?’
Said the eight legged crew
With his 9 little eyes
And his spindly thighs
‘I do very well’
Said Johnny to this
With a smirk and a hiss,
Began to take the piss….
‘Alright nine eyes’ he said
‘Bet its expensive buying glasses,
and wipes for your lenses buying
Shoes and some trousers
Or Millions of new razors
For your hairy legs…….’
oh what a wheeze!
The tree spider looked
He trembled and shook
then looked at the sky and said
‘Fibbledy fuck….’
He looked at the boy and said
‘My you are rude!, your dirty
and smelly and terribly crude…..
Hope you die soon & horribly too,
Then have a brain haemorrhage
Or choke on your food…
I hope you get embarrassed
When girls look at you
With frightened expressions
When your in the nude.
The little boy laughed
The little boy roared
He fell out of the tree
And squished on the floor.
Little Jimmy sat in a tree
Eating his sausages and
Drinking some tea
When along came a spider
That sat down beside him….
Little Johnny sat in a tree
Eating his bacon and
Drinking some tea
When along came a spider
That sat down beside him.
‘Well how do you do?’
Said the eight legged crew
With his 9 little eyes
And his spindly thighs
‘I do very well’
Said Johnny to this
With a smirk and a hiss,
Began to take the piss….
‘Alright nine eyes’ he said
‘Bet its expensive buying glasses,
and wipes for your lenses buying
Shoes and some trousers
Or Millions of new razors
For your hairy legs…….’
oh what a wheeze!
The tree spider looked
He trembled and shook
then looked at the sky and said
‘Fibbledy fuck….’
He looked at the boy and said
‘My you are rude!, your dirty
and smelly and terribly crude…..
Hope you die soon & horribly too,
Then have a brain haemorrhage
Or choke on your food…
I hope you get embarrassed
When girls look at you
With frightened expressions
When your in the nude.
The little boy laughed
The little boy roared
He fell out of the tree
And squished on the floor.
Little Jimmy sat in a tree
Eating his sausages and
Drinking some tea
When along came a spider
That sat down beside him….
Dog Tired but Wired
Dog tired but Wired
What chores are in store
When I get through the door.
Will I have to mop the floor,
Before sleep surrounds
my tired paws.
What chores are in store
When I get through the door.
Will I have to mop the floor,
Before sleep surrounds
my tired paws.
It’s morning and I’m yawning
but I know I cannot sleep!
Think I’ll go and see the sheep,
And worry them to sleep.
Target Practice
Target Practice
Something wrong with today's earwigs
Their not wired up right
Don't like the ones on the figs
And the weirdy on Burroughs head flights
The men in the silly brown wigs
Yes the ones who lecture on life
When the time comes for me to shoot
I hope I don't hit my wife.
Office Monkeys
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the office,
Talk, talk, talk monkey please,
Whir, whir, whir went the hard drives,
Hum, hum, hum, went the screens.
Clickety, clack, click typed the keys
Ding, dong, dang went the lifts,
Chit, chat, chit said the monkeys,
Flexi-time, rhythm and rhyming shifts.
Saturday, 12 January 2013
The big baggers slapper...
The great big baggers slapper
A young maid in concessions
She was neither clean
Nor was she refreshing
Smelled of stale perfume and lipsticks
Turkish showers, constricted sweat
Red face and orange mastic
Previous dated purchase spent
She took the slap our of her bag
A ladies make up artist
could convert it into swag
Wax on, wax off
To become a desirable wag
Slap it on suck it off
She was just a bit of a slag
No word of a lie,
Just an arrogant punk
Thrust a little pink eye fish
With his high velocity trunks
He took 'big baggers slapper'
Into the gents cubicle crapper
Flushed his chain and
then he snapped her
shared with friends
And then dumped her cos
The dirty slapper shagger
Bagged the Biggest baggers
Pink fish slapper in the west
Tuesday, 6 November 2012
Waiting for the Doors
Waiting for the doors
Green scree on the floor
Waiting for the scores
And prams in the way
Of kids at the school
Facing the door
To open today
And begin the afray
Wait out in the cold
Successful I pray
Feeling very old
Won't be here to stay
With my son who is bold
Waiting for the day.
racbrooks@yahoo.co.uk
Green scree on the floor
Waiting for the scores
And prams in the way
Of kids at the school
Facing the door
To open today
And begin the afray
Wait out in the cold
Successful I pray
Feeling very old
Won't be here to stay
With my son who is bold
Waiting for the day.
racbrooks@yahoo.co.uk
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