I don’t need this aggravation
Bugger off or I will blow my top
And if you start to piss me off
You will see where my foot goes
It will be the other end on the side
That’s where your mouth isn’t
Poetry & Prose
My hand writes
What your eyes read
And in time you will see
The thoughts inside my head
Becoming lines clear as crystal
Words that will tell you about love
Surrounding me and you forever more
And the poem I am writing today
Will reach you in the future
You will feel how I feel
For the first time so
We’re connected
With love
Ode to the Anchovies
O Anchovies, o Anchovies
I cannot see you because of all that cheese
But when I take a bite of that delicious Pizz …
Aaah, I just want to drink a barrel of Lager
Like, Share & Win
We are on Facebook just like you!
We are on Facebook just like you!
And we’re greedy, yes we’re greedy
Want to win it cos’ we’re needy
Yes we are in it, like to win shit
So we always Like & Share & Win it too!
Grill that Chicken, pluck your Banjo!
It’s so nice here on this campsite
Friendly people all around
Birds are chirping in the trees
Hear them singing, love that sound
Listen to that water streaming
In that river next to me
Smell of nature overwhelming
There is nothing I want more
O this camping is so joyful
Peace and quiet given me
Children playing on the square
All those wonderful things to see
So grill that Chicken, pluck your Banjo
Nothing else will please me more
Than the smell of your great cooking
And that noise you play for me
Californian Beach Bum
It was a hot day
At the beach
With all my friends
Bums, each
One got his hands on
This mighty spliff
And he asked me
To take a whiff
But the moment
I toked it up
Cops came busting
And made me stop
This is the story
Of my fate
That when I want it
It is too late
Always the same
Oh I am so lame
Out of reach
Some of my best friends
Are out of reach
Gone into the past
Or far away
With my arms I can’t
Embrace them anymore
Brexit
Send her off today
To a meadow far away
This silly cow called May
I am a tyre kicker
I am a tyre kicker
Manic car key clicker
Just a sinner
Not a vicar
But when it starts
Without swearing
I believe
It goes quicker
Praise The Lord
Round and rounder
When I’m sad I eat
And when I eat I cry
Because I’m fat
Becoming round and rounder
And coming back to where I started
Eat, cry, fat, round
Going round in circles
Rich together
Give yourself to me even when there is nothing left
Make sure I still have you when everything else is gone
Do it today and do it again tomorrow
I will do the same for you
We’ll be rich together