Poems on this day – 5th September 1988
Park Bench
Do you remember those drunken nights?
Had to break up your friends having fights
Shaking hands after and sharing another beer
Waiting for your girlfriends to appear
In the summer of ’87
You found what seemed and ideal heaven
When you look back you can feel sad
But remember all the good times you had
Religious Experience
Do I need your belief
To make me a good man?
Can I have your opinion
Just like your followers can?
Don’t give me blatant untruths
You cannot force something like faith
It should come from within yourself
A religious experience on my own terms
Not the ideas of someone else
From experience one learns
Green
Green in a greeny sort of way
Very tempting or so some might say
Funny how it came about
Just came from inside out
*Rolling Drunks – Mr C’s, Poole, Dorset, UK – 1st September 1988
Poems on this day – 8th August 1988
The Waitress
The waitress, the one who doesn’t know her cheeses
Just does everything as she pleases
Serves the tea at half past three
Talks to you for the company
Got no friends cos she spilt the tray
Says she doesn’t need the money
Load Of Old
It’s like a jungle
In my mind
It’s a jumble
Hard to find
Talk, don’t mumble
Speaking blind
Just like my uncle
Don’t be unkind
It’s such a muddle
Poems on this day – 4th August 1988
Nurse In Hospital Corridor
Try to ignore the patient’s screams
Try to ignore the patient’s screams
Try to ignore the patient’s screams
Just get on with your job
Just get on with your job
Just get on with your job
Pig’s Liver
Even if it meant I would die
I wouldn’t put a pig’s liver in my body
That’s just Frankenstein
Cos a pig must die for me to stay alive – just ain’t right
Now, what’s for tea tonight?
Dumbfucks
Thursday night – 7pm
Top of the Pops is on again
Number one is sixteen years old
Too stupid to be jealous
Watch the dumbfucks
Singin’
Like A Virgin
Presenters 20 years too late
But it’s OK cos the show is great
After all this thing still sells
And there’s still plenty of people willing to buy
Watch the dumbfucks
Waitin’
For a flash of Kylie’s knickers
Wrestling Maids
Get ahead, get a job
Get off your butt you lazy slob
Plenty of people wrestling maids
Got no job nut got ahead
Lazy slob stays in bed
Plenty of people wrestling maids
No Smoke – 2nd August 1988
If you were smoking I would put you out
If I knew I wouldn’t be in doubt
No smoke without fire
No one to admire
My problem – my solution
Poems on this day – 28th July 1988
Sandcastles
Watch the seas roll and fall
Ancient mariner’s screaming call
Something built that falls apart
Ending something which didn’t start
Today’s sandcastles, tomorrow’s memories
Hooded Justice
Can you compete against crime
Without turning into a criminal?
Can you stand by, all the time
Watching others destroy it all?
Who watches the watchmen?
Turquoise
Colours of your holiday paradise
Beautiful seas that fall and rise
See something that looks real nice
Have it for half the price
Buy it as your Turkish Delight
You know it’s gotta be right
Give someone a nice surprise
You know these Turks are wise
Coincidence
Picked up a bible the other day
Someone just told me a story
Just seemed the same
Had a friend who went away
Said I’ve heard it before
Just another game
Difference
Sometimes the lines are drawn
Between dusk and dawm
Between reality and fantasy
Between truth and lies
Between earth and skies
The difference is
No one cares
And someone cares
Wacko Jacko – 22nd July 1988
Ooo! You set my hair on fire
Dancing like a real live wire
Moonwalking across this stage you’ve set
I reckon the people deserve what they get
Maybe Mike is smarter than you thought
Think of all the records you’ve bought
And surely it is you who is mad
Everyone knows a good boy is sometimes BAD
Poems on this day – 18th July 1988
Get Fit
Pump that iron
Watch your muscles grow
Pump that iron
Keep up the flow
Pump it hard
Eat ten salads a day
Pump it hard
Get fit straight away
Walking across the dunes
Ten girls on each arm
More muscles than brains
Never did you any harm
In Love Again
I said next time it wouldn’t happen
I wouldn’t make that mistake twice
Oh shit, I’ve fallen in love again
What the hell, it feels so nice
Sects
Instinct – just insects
Bugs – being rejects
Seeing something bad
A broken toy – so sad
Seclusion – mind reflects
Illusion? Curiosity inspects
Seeing something bad
Sects mad, sects mad
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