I say cos I’m sure
You need a cure
I know I’m right
You’re such a sight
I’m the ultimate man
You can be my fan
I’m the ultimate god
You’re all pretty odd
You’ll worship me
That’s all you can be
You call me a lunatic
But you’re the ones who’re sick
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Self Destruct – 25th December 1986
I wanna blow up all over your face
I wanna explode in outer space
I want my countdown to reach nought
I wanna self destruct before I get caught
In your destruction
Discovered Body – 24th December 1986
They found a body in the wood
The police have mounted a murder hunt
No clues from the people quizzed
The police run in circles to be perfectly blunt
Run themselves into dead ends
Hoping for the slightest clue
Follow each other in the maze
So they’ve got something to do
‘As yet, no more evidence has been found’
But another murdered body lies in the ground
Frankie’s Dream – 23rd December 1986
Frankie’s dream made him sweat
And he hasn’t even finished yet
He’s living out his action man
He’s getting by as best he can
Frankie’s dream made him choke
He realised it wasn’t a joke
This was his life, he had to live it
Everything he had, he had to give it
Wonder – 22nd December 1986
Wonder of wonderful wanderings
Taste the tasteful offerings
Sleep off the sleepless midnight hours
Magic the magical wizards’ powers
Wander in wonder
Murder through blunder
Overground is under
Ride on the thunder
2nd Oct 2024 – Submitted to Ragtag Daily Prompt – sleepless
I Am Ready To Serve – 21st December 1986
Slave to your trade
Girocheque, monthly paid
Tax takes one third
I am ready to serve
Fill in the form
The day you were born
Adjust to the curve
I am ready to serve
Prospects – 20th December 1986
No luck and no hope
Worry about how to cope
Depression is a normal state
Or lose your rag and build up the hate
Prospects for prospective miners
Part rewards for the part-timers
Days Are Numbered – 19th December 1986
Twelve months a year
Fifty-two weeks nearly
Our days are numbered
I can see it quite clearly
Thirty days a month
Sometimes thirty one
Our days are numbered
The end is sure to come
Ashes – 18th December 1986
Dust to rusty footsteps
Forget-me-nots forgets
Ashes to passive ears
Bulging eyes shed swollen tears
Fires for desired, burning hearts
Kindling coal of forgotten parts
Step Inside – 17th December 1986
Step inside, body for sale
Pay as you go, no cheques, please
Credit limit as you can afford
Step inside with such ease
15th Nov 2023 – This one doesn’t make sense but seems to highlight ongoing issues with understanding financial management!
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