Poems on this day – 20th November 1991

Nothing Short

If I was incredibly beautiful
I would be a lure for all my friends
If I was incredibly beautiful
I’d be sure I’d wet my ends
If I was incredibly beautiful
I wouldn’t have to say anything to anyone
If I was nothing short of beautiful
I’d be short of nothing at all     

Lost Control

Something came over me
I had to get away
I just can’t explain
How I lost control again
So I must apologise
For bringing all this sorrow
‘Cos somehow I know
I’ll lose control again tomorrow

I Fart

Goddamn I can’t stop farting
Every time I bend over
And my cheeks pull apart
I fart

I’m Not Him

I’m not him
Please don’t dream I am
If the image scares you
Remember who I am
I won’t hurt you
In any shape or form
Remember who I am 
I am Shaun

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