There’s nothing like
A good cut and blow
To help restore
Your get up and go
Hair Dye
So I’ll walk away
And say cheerio
To the girl
I used to know
(Originally Posted 05.10.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
There’s nothing like
A good cut and blow
To help restore
Your get up and go
Hair Dye
So I’ll walk away
And say cheerio
To the girl
I used to know
(Originally Posted 05.10.2020)
When I stopped the anti depressants
My feelings of lust were incessant
My thirst for bad boys,
Conmen and cowboys
All came back with a vengeance
(Well, those on TV shows at least)
Angels & Devils
Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
(Originally Posted 13.08.2019)
As I have never
Loved again
From that day
To this
I cannot help
But wonder
If someone up there
Is taking the piss
I Can’t Tell You
I can’t
tell
you
how
much
better
I feel
To
know my
feelings
I need
no
longer
conceal
I
can’t
tell you
how much
more open
I am
now
To the
possibility
of loving
someone
again,
someday,
somehow
(Originally Posted 11.09.2019)
Check me out
Getting all high brow
Quoting Shakespeare, no less
To help describe how
Hard it can be
When fighting off sadness
Even if there is method
In it’s madness
Shaking Spears
‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘
‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we fucking deserve medallions’
(Originally Posted 27.08.2020)
I’m not sure
If I meant this
In a playful way
Or not
Usually,
I would say I did
But back then
My humour
Was shot
Come Closer
I don’t bite.
Much.
(Originally Posted 27.08.2019)
Perhaps I do have a sense of humour.
Sometimes.
Out of Shape
In a world full of cubes,
I’m a dodecahedron.
Overly complicated.
(Originally Posted 07.08.2019)
Melodramatic?
Me?
Never!
The Night Shift
Is it
too late
to phone
in sick?
For life…
(Originally Posted 31.07.2019)
It seems that every so often
I’ll write a cheeky one like this
I blame the Carry On films
I watched when I was a kid
Their irreverent innuendo
Now belongs to a time gone by
But they taught me comedic timing
And left a twinkle in my eye
Repetitive Strain Injury
Time is running out
She said
Remember we’re on the clock
I wish you’d just stop checking
He said
And focus on my… shoulder
(Originally Posted 11.07.2021)
I was thinking about this
Just last night
How I am not always
Visually inspired
Have I such little imagination
Lack a formal education
Or is it just that new glasses
Are required?
The Art Gallery
Sometimes
I think
I’m too
stupid to
understand
Sometimes
I think
I’m the
only one
that does
(Originally Posted 04.07.2019)
Believe it or not
Despite my wroth
I am actually quite sweet
I may talk shit
In these words I spit
But in real life I’m a treat
Nom De Plume
Charmer’s the name
Misery the game
Pleased to meet you
I ain’t
I may lack flair
Writing without care
But really
I’m a saint
*winks*
(Originally Posted 23.06.2020)
Made me laugh out loud, this one
As it really is quite blunt
It never ceases to amaze me
How I can be such a
Con trol freak, at times
Trust Issues
Somebody
once
told
me
It will
all be
OK in
the end
Well, that
person
lied
to me
And so
is no
longer
my friend
(Originally Posted 16.06.2020)
I should have gone with him that day
Instead of just staying in
As all I have to show
Now for saying no
Is one hell of a double chin
Better Plans
Shall we go out today
He said
Have a blast and give it our all
I’m afraid I already have a date
She said
With pizza, beer and football
(Originally Posted 14.06.2021)
If
I ask
you a
question
He
said
Do you
promise
to tell
the truth?
Yes
She
lied
Does My Bum Look Big In This?
If
I ask
you a
question
She
said
Do you
promise
to tell
the truth?
Yes
He
lied
(Originally Posted 13.06.2020)
Remembered lines
From a TV show
That first aired
Thirty years ago
Some things never change
Impatience
“Kill me now…I can’t be arsed”
(Originally Posted 09.06.2019)
No matter what
Problem you have
Or whatever the issue
May be
There isn’t anything
That can’t be fixed
By an old fashioned
Cup of tea
Sacrilege
I didn’t think
There was anything else
You could do to anger me
But then you go
And confront me with
A fucking awful cup of tea
(Originally Posted 27.05.2021)
This actually sounds quite spicy
When I read it back
It looks like I meant
A ménage à trois
But I assure you
It wasn’t that
When I wrote
About ‘us two’
I was trying to state a fact
There wasn’t another person
Pining
It was just me and the cat
‘Sleepy Time’
Lying here
Just us two
Isn’t the same
Without you
Xxx
(Originally Posted 13.05.2020)
Reckon I must have been watching
That show again when I wrote this
As the only threat I’m capable of giving
Is one of a Glasgow kiss
Omerta
Please
stop
your
incessant
noise
Or I’ll
send
round
one of
the boys
(Originally Posted 02.05.2020)
If only you knew
All the shit I was buying
Just to see you
On my doorstep smiling
I’d be off your route
Immediately
The Delivery Man
You have no idea,
How much your sideways glance,
Hauls my weary heart,
Through yet another,
Lonely day…
(Originally Posted 29.04.2019)
I don’t remember where this was
Or which comedian I was bashing
But I hope they could see
It wasn’t them, but me
That was the reason I wasn’t laughing
Row 3 Seat 5
I don’t know
who said you
were funny
But I think
you’re pretty
witless
This really
wasn’t worth
the money
As I’m sitting
here bored
shitless
(Originally Posted 29.04.2020)
But there comes
A point
When enough
Is enough
Circles
Enough of you
is
too much
Too much of you
is
never enough
(Originally Posted 25.04.2019)
A line once stolen
From a show on TV
Reworked and rewritten
Now belongs to me
Transgressions
In the beginning
I would always try
To be as honest as I could be
But in the end I fell
So far from the truth
That the line was a dot to me
(Originally Posted 19.04.2021)
I actually have
A lot more to give
Than this wee ditty suggests
I actually am
Quite the catch
Despite my ongoing protests
Damaged Goods
It
really
isn’t
you,
it’s me
You
deserve
to be
happy
But
you
won’t
get to
share
In
anything
with
me
But
sadness,
heartache
and
untold misery
(Originally Posted 08.04.2020)
I guess I could say
I wanted to make
A few different points here
About the ‘disconnection’
Between body and mind
The betrayal of desire made clear
But I’d be lying
If I said these things
When the truth is actually thus
It was more that I wanted
To find a way
Of using the word egregious
Disconnection
She betrayed me again today
The little bitch
She always wants what I do not
Now I must fix
Her egregious mistake
Before both of us get caught
(Originally Posted 22.03.2021)
I definitely laugh more now
She said
I feel like that
Is damn good progress
I would tend to agree with you
He said
If it didn’t hinge
On my joke telling prowess
‘Laughing At Bad Jokes’
Seriously
He said
That was funny
Can’t you just crack a smile?
Wait a minute
She said
While I remember how
As it’s honestly been a while
(Originally Posted 15.03.20)
If only it took
Just a wee bit of cheese
To give my heart
A playful squeeze
Yet to succeed
Requires further endeavour
As I have no desire
(For cheese or otherwise)
What so fucking ever
Middle Class Wooing
Don’t
bother
picking
flowers
They
will just
make me
sneeze
If you
really
want to
impress me
Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese
For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine
And a
little
bit of
Brie
Is
really
all it
takes
To get
into
bed
with me
(Originally Posted 02.03.2020)
As the calendar page turns once more
We are granted our reprieve
Thank you so much Mariah
Now you can fucking leave
Take that whiny choirboy with you
And that dick who thinks he’s Elvis
Bing and Bowie can piss off too
With their ‘pa rum pum pum pum’ bullshit
We’re happy to wave you off John
Although your message is appreciated
Best take your mate Paul with you though
Before we have his keyboard castrated
It’s time to step out and away now Elton
With The Jacksons, Jonah and Chuck
And as for the ‘NYPD choir’
We couldn’t give less of a fuck
We’ll really only miss you George
Like we do nearly every day
So perhaps, this year, we could keep you
Instead of giving you away
I’m done soul searching
I’ve tried my best
And I can’t find it
I know
It comes across
Like I am rapacious
Between the sheets
But believe me
When I say
My tongue is firmly
In my cheek
So now you’re back
You think I’ll crack
And give you my heart again
Well I’ve changed tack
And jumped into the sack
With your (much fitter) best friend
As you don’t seem
To get it
I’ll explain it again
Real quick
It wasn’t your love
I wanted
It was merely your
Conversation
When you asked
For a macaroni pie
I knew
That we’d get on
But when you ordered
A pizza crunch
I knew then
You were the one
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