Im burnt out
Love is cruel
Our arguments
Have become
A titanic duel.
It shouldn’t
Be this way
It’s like a butler
Thats lost his tray,
Come on my lover
Let’s get through
This day.
Me and you
Can work this out
Let’s ease up
It’s a good shout.
At the end of another day
There we shall sleep and
There we shall lay.

I’ve been unfaithful
It was a matter of course
Now the relationship
Has failed he’s
Now filing for divorce.
What step next
I can’t foresee
What shall become of our
Children and me,
I got a sinking feeling
In side my gut
Maybe in hindsight
Should have
kept my legs shut.

What will
This year
Bring 2025
Will it be
A good year
For Our species
To survive.
This animal
Called human
Needs conflict
And love,
Stars are crying
For humanity
In that space above.
Misery and happiness
Apart they shall be torn
In this year 2025
A new year is born.

Sitting on this electric chair
There dabbing water on my hair
Not long just seconds to go
Life for me was one hell of a show.

I was bad
I was good
So so sad
Misunderstood

Chemicals in my head
Would send me awry
Thee anger within
Made good people cry

This anger inside me
Was to be my doom
Society locked me up
Had bars round my room

Had I really committed a crime
Was I so bad
Was I not good
All of my writings
Were written in blood

Born from testicles of
Rotten hate
This was karma
This was fate
There pressing the switch
There closing the gate
Whoops I’m gone!

Father Christmas
Needed to retire
Problem was he didn’t
Know how to fulfill
His desires.
Father Christmas
Not savvy to the world
Wanted to get married
To a lovely young girl
Three lovely beauties
Heaven had sent
Down in the pub
He used to frequent
He asked his mate
Which woman was best
His mate said Santa
Set them a test.
You got lots of money
Your a billionaire
Give them 2 million each
And see how they fare,
One who does best
Next year you shall wed.
Santa asked Wendy
What she did with her money
She kissed Santa gave him a hug
Said she spent the money on
Drink and drugs
Santa asked Marie
What she did with her dollars
She said lost it all gambling
Santa said Thats hard to swallow.
Santa asked Betty what
she did with the cash
She said she invested it
Made a 8 million stash.
Who did Santa marry
and was such a huge hit.
It was always going to be
The blonde
with ****** *******

Elvis Presley
Janis Joplin
Buddy holly
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Glen Campbell
Johnny cash
Kenny Roger’s
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Tina turner
Malcolm young
Ginger baker
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Not a quiet moment
To be had
With all these people
Never sad
I forgot to tell
I to is dead
That is why
I reside
inside
my shed.

Alice cooper
Neil diamond
Eric Clapton
Not quite dead
That’s why there
Not residing
In my shed.

Looking for someone
Lost in time
Seems a wasted sky
Stars are falling
Tides are turning
Still I must try.

My eyes seek someone
Who fell into the abyss.
Planets are all colliding
Seas upsetting the moon
Hope edging into despair
Will I find her soon

Deep dark
depression
A hole in
which she fell
I’ll show her
a caring hand
Be lovingly
As well.

I read some poetry
I don’t understand
Haven’t got a clue
So do forgive me if
I do not review.
I would not no if
Poetry is good or bad
No empathy no apathy
I think I’m always sad
I wish to think I must
Not upset
About others poetry
I just don’t get.

Riding the mail train
Mornings are never plain
Riding the mail train
Every view a serene gain.
Up the track no retreat
Every morning such a
Wonderful treat.
Behind the clouds
The sun will tease
Horizon never
getting nearer
While Collecting
my thoughts
With pleasing ease.
I drank my cold
hobo cider
With my friend
Called Boris the spider
Riding the mail train
Mornings are never  plain.

Going back
to the
Point of
my birth
To ****
the child
So  it will
not have
To endure
the hurt.
I know we can
Choose
our paths
Sadness
and hurt
Prevails,
If I could
**** myself
So not to suffer
These ails.

We are not
Consulted
If we wanted life
I got first prize
This little
*****
Was fertilised.

Nine months in
A darken  room
On me own inside
My Mothers
womb
I popped
out 11th
Of June
Just a baby
a ******* loon.

Got to go back
Don’t you see
To stop the hurt
Thats killing me.

My mate Dave
Went to a rave
Took some drugs
Now lies in a grave.

My mate Steve
On ******* and crack
Now resides in a
Mortuary
lying on
His back.

Overdose Bill
Cardinal sin
Stupid ****
Passed away
Took to much
******.

My mate John
Did it all wrong
A shot in the arm
Did a lot of harm.
He’s alive
not very well
Residing in a
Hospice
An empty shell.

Runstable woodhams
Is my name
Lost my friends
Playing a dangerous game
Many more died
Life run out of  the fire
Twist about this rhyme
I was there drug supplier.

Cornfields
Of gold
Enigma
Of stone
Bees on
The wing
Hear the
Drone.
Meadows
green
Birds
Do sing
Is this
What nature
Brings.
River banks
Full of life
Down country
Path
walks
Husband and wife.
Combine harvester
Doing its thing
On cornfields
Made of gold
Everything dies
In nature
It’s a part of
Getting old

On the bus
Coming home
I speak to
Brother
On the phone
Growing up far
To tense
One thing
We had was
A sixth
Sense.
I was ill took
A bucket full
Of pills
To end my
****** life.
How my brother
New of this
Is quite beyond me
He phoned the police
I was nearly at peace
They dragged me out of
My ****** room
Down the stairs
Doom and gloom.
Of I went to A and E
Then they phoned my family
For days and days they
were by my side
Why did I try to commit
Suicide.
Really don’t know what
It meant
All I know my brothers bond
He had a sixth sense.

Riding the plains
With two legged horse,
A sidekick
Brilliant
Fast of course.
Indians to the left
Indians to the right
We fought those
Reds way into the night.
With two legged horse
We had some fun
Horse went crazy
With his loaded gun.
Popped them Indians
He was so adept
By the end
Of the fight
There were
no Indians
Left.
Horse was irate
Created a farce
In that commotion
He got an arrow
In his ****.
Two legged horse
My sidekick
I made him jump
As I pulled it out quick
Poor old horse
Life got bleak
Couldn’t sit down
For about twenty weeks.

A friend of mine
Came from a far
To show of his
New jaguar
Red in colour
Nice black trim
Flashy steering wheel
Leather within,
Michelin tyres
Gold plated wheels
A sound system you
Could hear over the hill
Cylinder engines they
Did purr
Seats of leather
Covered with fur.
Man that car
Cut a dash
Cost him 200 k
Lots of cash

A friend of mine
High on crack
Drove this beauty
Like a maniac,
He could not see
His speedy demise
Jaguar burning
Hear its cries.
In this wreckage
The jaguar died
For my friend
nobody cried.

Wicked witch
In tattooed skin
On besom stick
Love me within.

Hour glass figure
Voluptuous *******
*******
I need a rest .

Piercing eyes
Glorious prose
Beauty personified
Head to your toes.

Scent of a rose
Fantastic pose.
Wicked  witch
with
Out a doubt
Just asking
Why do your
Lips look like
A trout.

We were in our shed
Me and my mate
We were making a bomb,
When The bomb went of
It was just our fate.
The bomb created
Lots of harm
We Both lost
legs and
And both
our arms.
For being stupid
The reward for
Me and my mate
We Got a jobs
as paper weights.

Santa the thief
Nice red suit
Robbed a bank
Nicked the loot

Santa the thief
Whitish beard
On the 25th
Banks did fear

Santa the thief
Bells and sleigh
Took the money
Christmas Day

Santa the thief
Spending spree
No presents
For you and me

Santa got caught
Put in chains
Nobody found
His ill gotten
Gains

The Reindeers who
We’re his getaway
Robbed him blind
And played away

Santa says
He will repent
But most of the
Money the
Reindeers spent

Santa the thief
25 years to boot
Never did get out
Of that big red suit.

Your heart
Is mine
My heart
Is yours.

Hearts entwine
Become one
We can make
Loving oh
Such fun.

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Two hearts
Beating
Tingle within.

Loving you
On a bed of roses
Scented from
heaven above
It’s a scene
From the movies
Two people falling
In love.

Kissed the sun
Kissed the moon
Kissed the morning
Kissed the night
Kissing you seems
So right
You say the lyrics
In a tuneful way
Loving to be
With you
Everyday.
Sunshine mind
Oh so kind
Always thoughtful
Never blind.
Loving you
Is such a pleasure a
*** of gold
A worldly treasure.

This sign post
Cannot be read
To late your
******* dead.

Icicles forming
Inside my fire
I have a broken
Mind.

I live with
A cat it has
Hat
She is very
Kind.

My meals
Are small
Have no
TV
I don’t look
For sympathy.

Radio for sound
I pad to write
I am not poor
This feels so right.

I have no one
To whom I
Can chat
Just my friend
My sweet cat.

Icicles forming
Inside my tears
mind will need
A bottle of scotch
Just to drown
away my fears.

Slowly I walk
Heavy of foot
Mind befuddled
Black as soot.
Thoughts so dark
Nodding the head
So so tired
I need my bed.
Mile upon mile
On cobbled stone
Cold and wet
All alone.
In bed sit land
No welcome mat
I go to sleep
And that’s just that.
I pray not to see
Another day
Stuck inside a
Stephen king play.
Is anyone out there
Got a nice place
To stay
these boots
Won’t last me
another day.

Daddy smacked me
Snow flake I
For being naughty
It made me cry

When I was thirteen
I learnt to fight
I hit my daddy
Did it make it right

A violent slap
A punch to the
Head
In woke society
Everything’s
Dead.

You cannot live
You fear a mistake
Scared to take
A piece of the
Cake

It’s all becoming
A lovely farce
I did learn early
To wipe my ****.

Empty chair
Where once you sat
Empty bed
Where once you slept
Empty days
Where once you slept
Empty days
Where once we walked
Empty prose
Where once we talked
Empty face
Where once had a grin
Empty aura
Which died within
Oh well !

Hedgehog hedgehog
In sadden mode
Finding his mate
Flattened on road.
Spikey needs a
To find a friend
Because his flatmate
Met his end.

****** bill
Came over
The hill
To
**** **** ****
**** ****.
Bullet proof
Dave who
Was highly
Paid
Had to try
And put him
In his grave.
This wasn’t easier
Said than done
Cause bullet proof
Dave
Thought it
would be
Spoiling
his fun.
****** bill
And bullet
Proof Dave
Were born
Identical twins
In this little battle
Between good and bad
Who do you want
To win

Met a woman
She’s eighty two
She wanted ***
I hadn’t a clue.
I said look
Thats  fine
By me
Can you
Hurry up,
Because
Next week
I turn
One hundred
And three.
I enjoyed it
I do confess,
I didn’t think
I could make
That much mess.
I think this woman
Took advantage of me
Who cares
I died
happy
103.

Six numbers
Lottery
Won lots
Of money
Not happy
Depressed.

Free drinks
For life
Adoring wife
Not happy
Depressed

Won a Ferrari
Christmas draw
Money rolling in
More more more
Not happy
Depressed.

Everything I  
Ever wanted
Anything I
Can digest
So why is it
Im always
Unhappy
So ****** depressed.

Noah built
A big ark
For animals
Two by two
Forty days
Forty nights
It did stink
Full of *****.
Was it a
Storm without
A name
Or was it down
To climate
Change.
Weather changed
Conspiracies rife
We have to change
Our way of life
There be no food
Inside ones dish
If the weather
Don’t change
We will evolve
To fish.

I came from a village
Very small
24 houses I do recall
Man and wife
Lived in every house
With every child
There lived a mouse
Every father had a hat
Every family had a cat
We all lived side by side
Like arsenic and cyanide
At the time of writing it
Seemed so apt
It popped into my head
To shoot the cat
I don’t wear a stupid hat
Nor do's molly my lovely cat

Sunday morning nightmare
Head do's throb
Drunk a bottle of whisky
At least twenty shots.
Sunday morning nightmare
There’s nothing queer as folk
Went to bed with a woman
But woke up with a bloke.
Sunday morning nightmare
Trying to be quite as a mouse
Where the **** am I
This ain’t my ****** house.
Sunday morning nightmare
The wife didn’t look so glum
She said you *******
You weren’t having all the fun.
Sunday morning nightmare
We walked slowly back home
Went to our beds
And slept
soundly alone.

Went on a dating site
I didn’t seem right
Ending up dating
A lady called Mike
This was embarrassing
Don’t you see
This lovely lady
Had a bigger Wicket
Than me.
I was stumped
Didn’t know
What to do
So I phoned up
Sherlock
To give us a clue
This lovely lady
With a wicket
And two bails
I think this relationship
Was doomed to fail.

Good morning people
It’s good to be alive
I’ve gotten out of bed
On the happy side.
Dog on a lead
We’re  of for a walk
To see the
village people
And have
a good talk,
Down by the riverside
The dog jumped in
****** good thing
That doggies
can swim.
Mouth quite dry
Nice blue sky
Down to the pub
The dog knows why.
Crisps for the dog
Guinness a pleasure
Village life it’s such
A treasure.

Cyanide and happiness
Husband and wife
Champagne and hemlock
Looking
forward
to
Family
life..
This was a the
Start of a family
Dynasty
Started with my sister
then happiness had me.
Cyanide my father
Happiness my mum
Started a dynasty
A family of fun.
Cyanide died
I never cried.
Happiness died
The family cried.
Up to date 66years on
All 70 grandchildren
Have composed a  
little song
Cyanide wasn’t happy
Weirdly of his nut
This family dynasty
Wouldn’t have
happened
If happiness
had kept
Her legs shut.

I want to be
Controversial
Through a spanner
In the works
Not having
To be tight lipped
I’d rather go berserk.
No woke restraints
must be free speech
Never shackled ever
Shackled to
Eat ones peach.
Freedom is our liberty
Everybody  free
Sometimes I want to be
Controversial oh well
That’s just me.

Hello all you poetry people
Shout your words from
The highest steeple
Keep it coming
For us to read
It’s a pleasure
Yes indeed
Hello poetry
A platform
For words
The good
The bad
The ridiculously
Absurd.
Why do we do it
Yes indeed
It gives us
People something
To read.
Thanks.

You have
A good heart
In an ugly body
Even your
wheelchair smells
Just a bit to shoddy
I to have
A good heart
And an ugly body
My wheelchair
Stinks and to is
Rather shoddy.
Two smelly wheelchairs
Two good hearts
In loving terms
Thats a good start

Santa in red
Bad boys dread
Every Christmas
He counted the dead

Dancer and prancer
Cohorts in crime
Rounded up victims
Who Santa would ****
Every Christmas
He got his thrill.

Santa the assassin
Dressed in red
Killed all the bad
People
Just as the authorities
Said

If you misbehave
In the  coming year
On Santas list you
Will appear.

If you play the game
In a different way
A visit from Santa
In his sleigh
you will not
Be seeing another
Christmas Day

Two blind mice
Lost there mate
Heartbroken
It was not great.
Humpty Dumpty
Got concussion
Fell on his head
Now speaks
Fluent Russian.
Old mother Hubbard
Was well to do
She lived in a mansion
Not in a shoe.
Jack and Jill
Ran up the hill
I think not
Jack had no legs
Jill was a *******.
Duke of York
Had ten thousand men
Had *** with them all
And tried again.
Mary had a little lamb
Doctors were dumb struck
Little Bo Peep lost her
Sheep
She didn’t have much luck.

When my brain
Starts racing
In need to ****
Some Time
I take to my I pad
Start writing
****** rhymes

In the morning
So late at night
I read them to
The cat
I don’t think she
Gives a - -it
Well that’s just that.

I take a pill for my ill
It helps me feel quite
mellow
If I don’t take it
I become a weirdly
Wonky Fellow.

Time to waste
Breakfast to taste
Stylus in hand
Shall I stop writing
I don’t understand.

My birthday
Is everyday
Im such
a lucky being
Sometimes my
Brain can’t cope
With what my eyes
Are Seeing

In this doggerel rhyme
Im profiling me
Me and my cat are
Inviting you to tea

Yippee people to tea
Have a currant bun
Yippee people to tea
Oh what wonderful fun

Bye now

The author who wrote
His readers would die
His words were parasites
His sentences bled
Nobody had survived
What they had read.
Still his readers did
Like the thrill,
Opened the covers with
There free will.
The parasites would
Bleed them dry,
Infect there minds
And surely die.
Stories are told
You must take a look
Thousands of people
Have died in books.

Swimmer swam
The English
Channel
With out
No legs or arms
Finished the swim
They gave out a cheer
For the one and only
Mister big ears.

Astronaut Jimmy
Made a whacking
Big ballon
Setting of next
Saturday to go
To the moon
Astro physics
He has not learnt
Not taken into count
He might get burnt.

Sally brown
What a clown
Ran stark naked
Through the town
All the folks gave
A gasp
When she
Slipped upon
her ****.

Yes Im leaving
Of you trot
Don’t  forget
To take your
baby in the cot.
Parenting skills
Are not on  my CV
Paternal instincts
Are lost in me.
With you I felt as a team
Me you
and the baby
Living a dream.
Now your leaving
And of you trot
Take the baby
And the ****** cot.

Ten years
Dogs in tow
England was
My picture show
Highest peaks
Fantastic views
Tired legs
Worn out shoes
Three of us
Washed in lakes
Broke the law
Made mistakes
Fallen asleep
Peculiar places
Spoken to people
With friendly faces
Towns and cities
Passed us by
Freezing nights
Have made us cry
Through the darkness
The day gives us light
Through all the wrongs
We’re still going all right.

I crave some kindness
From whoever I meet
My emotions and feelings
Are damaged and weak.
Mental health shattered
Every thought is bleak,
I crave kindness
in people
the ones
I meet.
This fruit cake
Has ingredients
Some have gone amiss,
I don’t tick boxes
I don’t deserve this.

Aliens residing
In my head
Love it.

Have lots of
Of space
Between
My ears
Great.

I’ve kept
Their rocket
In my pocket
Heavy

They want
To go home
I don’t want
To be alone
Sad.

Told them
It’s all rent
Free
If they stay
With me
Tip top.

Some of
Them stayed
Rest went
Home
Sweet
now never
To be alone.
Love it.

Owl and the ***** cat
Went to sea on
the Titanic,
Two gay
lovers
Both a
little manic.
Ollie liked
poppy juice
Sylvester
liked dope
Both on a sinking
Ship Thats given
Up hope.
Ollie spread
her wings
Sylvester got
on back
Flew of into
the sunset
Now thats a
Spunky cat.

I got a pet hippo
It’s all the rage
I keep in the bath
In a vey small cage.

I got a ten foot ant
It’s six foot wide
I take to the park
It likes the slide

I got a pet giraffe
It has no neck
It goes on cruises
Likes the **** deck

I got a pet hyena
Loves to play guitar
Loves women’s clothing
High heels and a bra.

I got a pet crocodile
It’s never ever happy
Always grumpy
Forever ****** snappy.

Twenty dogs two hundred cats
I don’t know how they
Live in my one bedroom flat.
Lucky lucky I can’t smell
And I don’t really care
I try my best
But there’s **** everywhere.

If you read
These words
You will
Die
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