Naked tramp from the water rises
What they said made no surprises
They said she’d come to make us pay
But you know, that’s what they say
Down into the depths, I slide
Naked tramp at my side
They said she wanted more than play
But you know, that’s what they say
Tag: poem
Electricity – 1st March 1985
Electric heater keeps you warm
Electric fan keeps you cool
Electric telly keeps you happy
Electricity is a powerful tool
Candlelight – 28th February 1985
It was dark outside
The dead of the night
It was the moon, the romance
The music and candlelight
Candlelight blowing
Sweetly in the breeze
Outside, the sound
Of rushing trees
In the candlelight
I romanced you
I won you over
For which I thanked you
8th Sept 2023 – I was still dreaming at this stage.
The Mat – 27th February 1985
Pushed under
Pulled over
Dusted away
Under the mat to stay
There’s dirt on the floor
We can’t have that
Quickly, George
Brush it under the mat
The Master Race – 26th February 1985
The master race died last week
No one was in it
We’re all on the same planet
We all have to live in it
There will be no master race
Cos we are all equal in this place
Tunnels – 24th February 1985
Heading down black holes
Wandering with lost souls
Tunnels here tunnels there
There’s plenty to try if you dare
You’ll tunnel here, you’ll tunnel there
Tunnelling in the tunnels of despair
When The Sun Goes Down – 23rd February 1985
There are no secrets I can keep
Money is effective, talk is cheap
The people here, they just creep
I close my eyes and go to sleep
Stampede – 21st February 1985
There’s a riot going on
England won away
Everyone is running
Better not to stay
People under foot start to bleed
They’re getting crushed in the stampede
Ghost Town – 20th February 1985
In this place
The people are dead
There is no sound
There is silence instead
This place really gets me down
I’m living in a ghost town
The streets are bare
People don’t stare
People walk alone
No one ever moans
This is the place I really hate
Ghost town – a century too late
Kids – 19th February 1985
Screaming in your ear
Eating all day long
Kids are just a pain
I never want one
They’re sick all down your trousers
They piss all up your shirt
They give you a hard time
But come running when they get hurt
Kids
5th Sept 2023 – Not wanting kids is quite a reasonable opinion when you are 17 years old.
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