16th May, 2018
16th May, 2018
I don’t know what I’m doing when I write these lines.
I don’t know what I’m doing most of the time.
I do it for something to do. For you.
3rd April, 2018
He wears many guises, many disguises.
Sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is crappy.
He pensively smokes a cigarette to fool you into thinking he thinks.
Even the Titanic sinks.
Other times he laughs out loud, he should wear a shroud.
If you see him handle with care, he almost isn’t there.
The pictures are variously called Cigarettes Can Kill and For Laughing Out Loud and do not hang in the Louvre.
Get in the groove.
30th March, 2018
Not having achieved celebrity status I know you won’t be interested in this, my first kiss.
It was hit or miss.
Not exactly instant bliss.
A scientific experiment that failed, I had yet to reach the stars.
I gave up candy bars.
25th March, 2018
Its not junk because its old, how old are you?
Its junk because its junk, that’s true.
All junk was new.
23rd March, 2018
Has Pam Ayres improved with age, I did not like her on the page.
I thought she was too twee for me, you see.
But now at last her flowering comes, at school was she good at sums?
She’s funny, humorous, you know, she puts on a really good show.
Yes, I do enjoy her work, she makes out her husband is a berk.
She laughs at life, she laughs at age.
I will read her on the page.
She’s great on stage.
19th March, 2018
In theory I am a genius but in practice no.
I have a long way to go.
I am an apprentice millionaire, just starting out.
When I find out how I’ll give you a shout.
I am the world’s greatest lover, I have some practice in that sphere.
I just say to a girl, come here.
Theory means nothing if not put into practice, learn that first.
Then do your thing, shut up, or else you’re cursed.
Dream while you’re asleep, not all day.
That’s more or less all I have to say.
Mere words are a waste of time.
Is this a poem or a rhyme?
Don’t live only in theory, don’t you see.
Leave that to me.
21st January, 2018