You
are
nothing
like
me
So
don’t
pretend
you
are
You’re
just a
mother
fucking
wannabe
Who
took
things
way
too
far
True Colours
What
else
did
you
lose
She
asked
On
the
day
he
died?
All
the
love
and
respect
I
once
had
for
you
She
bitterly
replied
Ceasefire
Not
even a
worldwide
pandemic
Is
enough
to make
you see
That what
happened
to us was
your fault
And you
should
apologise
to me
Old Faces
I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight
It
bought
a tear
to my
eye
It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with
And
watch
the
world
go by
On Future Dates
I
know
that
I
agreed
to
this
But
now
I
am
quite
scared
What
if
I’m
late
to
meet
you
Or
my
ability
to
talk
is
impaired?
What
about
if
you
realise
When
you
look
at
me up
close
That
I
really
am
quite
old
and
tired
And
the
thought
of
kissing
me
is gross?
On The Uptake
Is
this
the
part
where
we
kiss?
Be
sure
to
let
me
know
I
wouldn’t
want
to
miss
such
bliss
Because
I’m a
little
slow
Public Address
Disperse
and go
homeYou
ignorant
sodsYou
should
not needTo be
told by
the plods
The Virus Doesn’t Move – We Do
The
enemy
isn’t
out
there
It
lives
within
us
all
That’s
what
makes
it so
deadly
And
what
will
be our
downfall
Could Be Worse
If I
have
to read
Another
status
update
I think
I will
be sick
I
get
it
You’re
bored
With
nothing
to do
But
stop
moaning
You
selfish
prick
Sanitised
Don’t
come
anywhere
near
me
I don’t
know
where
you’ve
been
There’s
no way
you are
touching
me
Until
your
hands
are
clean
Breathing in 2020
Quod me nutrit me destruit
According To You
Always the
heroNever the
foolNever the
villainBut always
cruel
Et Tu, Brute?
Out of
everyone
it could
have been
I didn’t
expect
it to
be you
I thought
you’d be
with me
forever
Not be
first
in the
queue
Tory Voters
You may well clap
And call out a cheer
But what have you done
For the rest of the year?
Hearing you support us tonight
Really made me shiver
It’s just so galling that before now
You’ve sold the NHS down the river
Male Bosses
If
your
decision
is already
made
Why
are
you
asking
me?
Just
take
your
patronising
questions
And stay
the fuck
away
from
me
Cards On The Table
So this is
what it
amounts to
All I have
to show for
my life
Do you
know
I can’t
actually
be arsed
Please,
just pass me
the knife
Stay At Home
I’d
rather
miss
you
nowThan
miss
you
forever
Recalcitrant
No.
I’m
not
doing
it.You
can’t
make
me.Oh…
(Hot)Wired
How
will
it
feel
She
asks
As
I don’t
think
I know
I’ve
forgotten
what it
means
She
says
When
something
stirs
below
The Minx
If you
don’t
want
to be
with
me
Then
don’t
feel
you
have
to stay
I
am
quite
happy
by
myself
Or
finding
someone
else to
lead
astray
Brand New Series
I’m
already
boredTurn
it
offOf
such
nonsenseI’ve
had
enough
Jailbirds
Can
we go
for a
walk?
No
pressure
or
anything
But I
just
want
to
talk
About
you
About
me
And
about
what
we’ll
do
Once
we
are
free
‘Can’t Stand (By) Me Now’
You say
that
you’ve
had
enough
Well I
ask you –
what
about
me?
Surely
you
won’t
leave me
to drown
In
this
sea
of
hypocrisy?
Pen & Paper(less)
What
is the
point
in any
of this
In
trying
so hard
all this
time?
What
do I
hope to
achieve
anyway
By
writing
this
useless
rhyme?
(A) Void
I
would
smash
that
glass
And
reach
for
your
hand
If
only
I was
allowed
Yet
we
have
no
choice
But
to
press
against
it
Hearts
broken
and
heads
bowed
Communal Living
Just shut up
You stupid cunts
It is nearly quarter to four
Just go home
To bitch and moan
And stop banging on the floor!
Surreal
It is
just so
unbelievableThat things
have come
to thisWho or
what will
save us?As we
stare into
the abyss…
Rebel Without A Clue
Never
have
you
gone
out
more
now
you’ve
been
told
to
stay
in
Leaving
it
to
fate
alone
to
test
the
theory
that
fools
never
win
Virulent
Whilst
social
distancingAnd just
about
subsistingTo what
we are
witnessingThere is
no point
resisting
Dear Reader
Sometimes
my words
are so
savage
I even
surprise
myself
It’s like
the page
I must
ravage
With no
care at
all for
yourself
