Dressed in silk
White veil covers her face
Flowing hair under her hat
Decorated with lace
Long white dress
Gloves to her shoulder
The Victorian manner
Has got no older
Month: February 1986
The Three Wise Monkies – 25th February 1986
The three wise monkies saw nothing
The three wise monkies heard nothing
The three wise monkies said nothing
They were given an award
For their political actions
They became the prime minister
Of three factions
One saw
One heard
One said
Nothing
Body Scan – 24th February 1986
Fell off a roof
Living proof
Of what can
Happen to a man
You need
A body scan
Replica – 20th February 1986
I am your double
Come to take your place
I’m setting the standards
I’m setting the pace
I’m a replica
Down to the last detail
I’ve come to carry on
Where you would fail
You’re obsolete
Not necessary anymore
You will die
But I’ll settle your scores
You bought me
But you pay the price
Now you’ve got what you want
Everything that’s nice
You won’t live to see
The riches we have won
Even though I’m a replica
I’m the only one
Sleep – 17th February 1986
Sleep is easy
You don’t need to practice
Close your eyes
Then you’ve cracked it
Sleep is deep
Ours to keep
Got to bed
Sleepyhead
25th Sept 2023 – Maybe at this time, as a teenager, I found sleep easy and desirable. As I got older though I became envious of those who could sleep anywhere, anytime (usually females). Why can’t I do that?
I Wanna Make Love – 14th February 1986
I wanna make love
To my golden girl
I wanna make love
All over the world
I wanna make love
To Minnie Mouse
I wanna make love
To a cartoon
I wanna make love
To Penelope Pitstop
Cartoon characters
Make me swoon
Polka Dot – 10th February 1986
There’s a new fashion
It’s just hit the streets
It’s infected everyone
Everyone you meet
They’re in front of your eyes
Lots and lots of spots
The latest fashion
Is for polka dots
Speech Therapy – 9th February 1986
Free speech therapy
Only for some
Free speech allowed
Only for the dumb
Hard – 8th February 1986
It’s so hard to get anything done
It’s so hard to touch the sun
It’s so hard to have any fun
It’s so hard to be the one
It’s so hard for us to run
It’s so hard waiting for you to come
It’s so hard to prove you’ve won
It’s so hard, I just can’t get along
Still Bleedin’ Bleeding – 5th February 1986
A cut with a knife
Could’ve taken my life
I could still die
I wanna know why
I’m still bleedin’ bleeding
You cut into my frame
It was an evil game
I thought I’d healed the wound
Or so I had assumed
But I’m still bleedin’ bleeding
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