“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
20th Oct 2024 – Shared with Word of the Day Challenge – Sunday
Something that you do
You’re just like two and two
Like dumplings and stew
It’s you and only you
You’re one of the lucky few
From thrash to Zimbabwe
How the bloody hell can he
Play so much shit
And get away with it?
Talk to me but no more shit
I’d like to see you but your face don’t fit
I know what you want but you won’t get it
Another slag looking for another hit
She says take me – I’ll throw you away
Someone will have you – just another lay
More than you deserve – that’s what I say
I can see your act – your stupid play
Another slag – another day
No way
Killer on the loose
Six guns in use
He’ll shoot you dead
So his letter said
Here we go again
It’s Hungerford again
Police ill-prepared
No one fuckin’ cared
If he shot himself
Justified everyone else
21st Jun 2024 – Submitted to RagTag Daily Prompt
I feel ill
I feel ill
Eating my tea
Watching telly
I feel ill
I feel ill
Watching operations
And human mutations
I feel ill
I feel ill
You’ve got it all but you want more
To walk on everyone across the floor
Your life is made, that’s not enough
It’s so easy you gotta make it rough
All your friends you’ll lose
Everyone you will abuse
There’s nothing for you to choose
But you know you can’t refuse
Small offers
From smaller lovers
You’ll be the one who suffers
At the hands of others
You came ’round yesterday
Now I want you to go away
You don’t have a thing to say
I wasn’t listening anyway
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