When i was in New York
I went to Central Pork
No not the place that's green
this was about cuisine
but more so was about the chops
a tiny place between the shops
where only pork's on sale
from snout through to it's tail
a place that's coloured pink
I'll forward you the link
because you can't go to Manhattan
buying only beef or mutton

It's time that we relax
so I won't shave today
or remove my ear wax
and let my nose hairs grey

I won't trim my fingernails
or use antiperspirant spray
I won't weight myself on the scales
but throw that thing away

and maybe I won't brush my teeth
or my last hairs comb
but just stay all day underneath
our blanket's where we're home

Mary had a little lamb
and a small dessert
then gained another kilogram
and now can't fit into her skirt

My endless search for inspiration
has taken me to many places
from looking up at each constellation
to down at my shoelaces

Sometimes on a kitchen bench
it's suddenly located
or when my right hand holds a wrench
while a bolt is being rotated

It's strange and always unexpected
when inspiration blooms
Sometimes we can all be affected
by simply changing rooms

Don't wait till the time is right
or you might be waiting
Every problem however slight
will keep you procrastinating

Don't wait till the cows come home
the future contemplating
In your enclosed paddock roam
all day masticating

Don't wait till the 11th hour
or till you see a sign
Don't wait until the milk turns sour
because it's now 10.59

Take me to a happy place
where sadness is a sin
take me where my gloom-filled face
has to have a grin

where tears are against the law
and cryings not allowed
where you cannot drop your jaw
but use it to laugh loud

Take me from this awful hell
and close all the doors after
then throw me in a jail cell
where punishment is laughter

in the darkness words i write
on pages that are black
in my bed, all of the night
laying on my back

my index finger is my pen
my tears are my ink
and i see clearly like no one can
i think like none can think

but then the night turns to a day
my pages are washed clean
and so in bed i wait and stay
for darkness to come in