Category Archives: Stupidity

My Brother

People might think I’m like my brother, maybe I’d be better if I was.

I am the way I am because.

I follow eternal laws.

The law of gravity means a lot to me.

I fell out of a tree.

I depended on a rotten bough, that’s how.

That was not recently, the incident of me and the tree.

I was concussed, unconscious, out for the count.

This is my life story, or a small amount.

Thereof, should I use words like that?

I’m not a lawyer, I have not got a cat.

That’s more or less that.

Not much about my brother.

I have another.

Little by little the truth is told.

As rare as gold.

I have no regrets about being old.

Its better than the alternative said de Gaulle.

That’s all.

Tich Ennis

8th November, 2018

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Addict

I smoke because I’m an addict, that’s not a reason.

Reasons are out of season.

If I gave up I could have a holiday or give money to the poor.

So I have been told, the addict must endure.

I don’t want a holiday and anyway I’m poor, so what?

I know smoking makes no sense, my doctor does, as for your advice, thanks a lot.

Since when has human behaviour made sense, when it does let me know.

I wish I did I wish I didn’t, this is the last line, let me go.

Tich Ennis

25th October, 2018

Help Me

I wish I had someone to do for me the things I need to do.

How about you?

Do you feel the same way too?

Look in the mirror, enjoy the view.

Here’s talking to you, prodigal son.

Who else will do it, you are the only one.

Tough luck, that’s how the mop flops, be your slave.

Fortune favours the brave.

A little help, a word or two from someone who has been there before means a lot to me.

I will get it done when you and I agree.

Someone asked do I want to be famous well not really, no.

I appreciate appreciation, I should start before I go.

Tell me something I don’t know.

I wait to hear from a man called Joe.

Finding how is hard I said before.

Repeating yourself is a bore.

I won’t say more.

Tich Ennis

31st August, 2018

Modern Song

I want to commit suicide but I haven’t got the guts.

Don’t you know I’m nuts?

I want to share my misery and pain with you.

I think that’s the right thing to do.

You’re nuts too.

You enjoy my stuff because you are a misery boots.

I don’t give two hoots.

I am a comedian on stage, I give vent to rage.

A funny thing happened on the way to the loony bin.

Or alcoholic treatment place or drugs clinic, where do I begin?

I am depressed and I want the world to know.

Its my ego, its not small, I am a bomb about to blow.

Yeah, well, so people get killed at pop shows, so what?

I have the ticket money, thanks a lot.

I made sense once but I forgot.

Cheer up some other voice said.

It could be worse, you could be dead.

Who says everything is futile?

Some guy who forgot how to smile.

Life is awful, you’ll get over it in a while.

Is there no place for laughter, none for joy.

Not from this boy.

I say life is a one way suicide trip.

And people say I’m hip.

There is a word, masochist, look it up.

When you understand its meaning I might shut up.

And drink the loving cup.

In the meantime, okay, eat my turds.

You don’t understand words.

Because you don’t want to, it doesn’t suit you.

People like you shoot you.

Wallow like a pig.

Call me mister big.

Since when has it been best to be insane?

As that stupid saying has it, feel my pain.

Your pain is self inflicted.

You are addicted.

Grow up, get out more, life your life you fool.

Did you learn insanity at school?

Okay, I’ve had my say, I don’t eat vomit.

I prefer Wallace and Gromit.

I smoke and smoking is mad so I’m mad too.

Just like you.

I am the meaning of this song.

If I gave you a rope would you say so long?

Who has the cure, you or me?

Wait and see.

I do not choose misery and woe.

I go.

And so do you, what are you, Asian flu?

Solve the Arab Israeli conflict and I’ll believe you.

You are not the answer.

Chancer.

As for me, I am a dancer.

You are a romancer and romance is false.

I prefer rock‘n’roll to the waltz.

I too have faults.

If you see yourself in this song well, hello.

I don’t want to say I told you so.

Music should be fun or transcendental.

Not, as we say in Ireland, mental.

Is there a place for gentle?

Tich Ennis

1st August, 2018

Detail

The Devil is in the detail and there are many of those.

When you enter uncharted territory follow your nose.

Use your eyes and ears, they help a lot.

They are almost all you’ve got.

Do I follow my advice, sometimes.

Otherwise I commit crimes.

Here’s hoping someday I will struggle through.

I may say the same to you.

Do all the right things and see what happens next.

Follow the text.

If I followed my own advice it would be nice.

Tich Ennis

24th July, 2018

Show Me

I don’t like being told what to think I once said.

I prefer to be alive than dead.

I may agree with you when you agree with me.

I discuss with Plato over a cup of tea.

You may be convinced you are right I am not.

You dogmatic fool stop talking rot!

What everyone knows is wrong, don’t follow the herd.

You are your own man or woman don’t be absurd.

What is popular is not always wrong, Susan Boyle can sing a song.

What is popular is not always right, many drugs and madnesses are popular, goodnight.

You recognise the truth when you hear it you know.

It is not true because a person told you so.

Who owns your brain, your mind?

I say you do, I am not the dictator kind.

The truth is there for you to find.

Where, in you and I hope, me too.

Should animals be in a zoo?

Don’t tell me, show me, that is what it means to teach.

In a mad world sanity is within reach.

It is a pity obvious things need to be said.

When you are alive you are not dead.

Be alive to the new, the old, the true.

Then you are you.

Alive too.

Search and find peace of mind.

When you stop learning you are dead.

A wise man said.

Its hard to say a lot in a few words, but I try.

Maybe I’ll get it right before I die.

Ask the greatest question, why.

Understanding comes to those who try.

Goodbye.

Tich Ennis

13th July, 2018

Autobiography

If I write my life story will it be biased, self serving and subjective?

I ask you the same, can you be objective?

About yourself of course, or would you want to be?

Are you self obsessed, like me?

If so, why would anyone want to know?

Am I a show off ever showing?

Am I a person worth knowing?

Is your opinion of yourself widely shared, I might ask myself the same if I cared.

Is your self esteem high or low?

I sincerely want to know.

About myself I don’t give a damn.

I think therefore I am.

That’s second hand, so what?

That’s your lot.

Tich Ennis

4th July, 2018