Category Archives: Universal

Being Holy

I can’t be holy all the time, I am made of mud and slime.

Apologies, God, for this rhyme.

See you sometime.

Tich Ennis

28th April, 2018

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Editor

Editing used to mean using the right word and date and spelling and so on now it just means what font you use appearance on the page, sign of the times.

The truth in rhymes.

How things look not how they are.

Boy bands go far.

Caring how it looks instead of how it is, that’s showbiz.

Fake, fake, fake by people on the make.

Tich Ennis

30th March, 2018

Faulty Lotto Ticket

I bought a faulty lotto ticket, what else is new?

Did you?

What’s a guy to do?

Lotto is a tax on stupidity some Italian said, you have almost as much chance of winning if you don’t have a ticket as if you do, more or less zero.

Why be a dead hero?

Tich Ennis

19th March, 2018

Broke Artists

Does God mean artists to be broke?

I am, no joke.

I would like to make this clear, I am not God.

I am a lazy sod.

You don’t get rich writing poetry someone said to me.

Was he right? Look and see.

I sing as well.

What the Hell.

Tich Ennis

10th March, 2017

My Rubbish

I’m dumping my rubbish on your doorstep and hope you find something interesting there.

The detritus of a life made of moon and stars and many, many bars.

Something to rhyme, care.

Sweep up after me pick up the orange peels and potato skins.

Once upon a time love begins.

No gold here just beer mats and memories of kisses, girls and all the rest.

Love is best.

A life spent looking and searching, did I find?

Only what you find here I have my secrets never, never mind.

Is it true if I was behind the bar no one would buy a drink?

Let me think.

Here is the kitchen sink.

Tich Ennis

21st February, 2018

Normal People

Normal people like my stuff, so I heard, that’s enough.

Young and old alike, the rest get on your bike.

I sing what I like.

The best of the old is great, it was new once, age is your fate.

Why hesitate?

I won’t say more, I could say less.

My parting words, God bless.

It cheers me up to ring a friend, try it, this is not the end.

Make do and mend.

Eternal friend.

Tich Ennis

7th February, 2018