Poems on this day – 17th June 1988

Seagulls

Yes, it’s dark at night
Left and wrong aren’t right
Shit will turn to shite
But seagulls are always white

Q-Ball

There are masters
And they have slaves
The majority is always wrong
The minority’s making waves
The q-ball is always the last on the table

More Shelves For Junk

This is a rare collector’s item
I must have this for my shelf
Don’t let my junk collect on the floor
Else I wouldn’t get through the door
But I need more shelves
More shelves for junk

Holes

Elastic holes
Turn it upside down
And inside out
Plastic holes
Some are square
Or roundabout
Stretch your imagination
Plug those holes

Let me know your thoughts