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Poems on this day – 18th September 1988

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Baby Imitation Doll

Baby’s imitation call
On the electoral roll
Sign on the dotted line
Buy me Newcastle-Upon-Tyne
Intimate imitation
Double sister trouble
Imitate automation
Single silver bubble

One Thing Leads To A Mother

Pleasant evening in the company of a friend
Something’s going to start and it may not end
Because when you lay me on the bed
One thing just enters into my head
And mother told me
One thing leads to another
And daddy told you
Be careful with your lover

Ice Cream Mind

Vanilla manilla
Banana Dalai Lama
Artificial insemination
Ice cream mind invasion
My brains have turned into mint choc chip
In a sea of Rum and Raison I sail my ship

Bank Raid

Bank raid air shelter
Johnny said Beta Delta
Gamma ray lucky number
Odds-on could be longer
Flying start car crash
Should be going splish splash
Chances are it can’t be made
Chances are it can’t be made
Chances are it can’t be made
Bank raid

Don’t Watch Your TV Tonight

Tonight there’s a monster on your TV
Ready to jump through the screen
Spewing forth language so obscene
So don’t watch your TV tonight
They said it was reality
But it looked like insanity
A monstrous thing it had become
I wouldn’t want my daughter to marry one

Clever Rob

Clever Rob was well to do
Had been to all the right schools
Should be wed to the best
Cos he was better than the rest
Picked a girl so sweet
Picked her up off her feet
Picked on cos she was weak
Clever Rob doesn’t have to cheat

Poems on this day – 5th September 1988

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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

Poems on this day – 8th August 1988

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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

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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

Poems on this day – 28th July 1988

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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

Poems on this day – 18th July 1988

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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

Poems on this day – 19th June 1988

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Drink To Forget

You were just too damn clever
I drink to forget
Now I can’t remember
What I’m trying to forget
Whenever

Ginseng Lover

One day I’ll be at peace
Before I go to pieces
All my pain will disappear
Bodily function ceases
No cause for alarm
Ginseng lover
You’re walking my way
Might as well kick it over

What Are Friends For?

What are friends for?
When your parents are away
And you party all night and day
They’re going to smash up your place
That’s what friends are for
If there’s a secret
Don’t ask a friend to keep it
All rumours are bullshit
That’s what friends are for

A Pile Of Stones

Who would think that
A pile of stones
Could cause all this trouble
Police presence double
This year no Glastonbury
Weather forecast sunny
If only ancient man could see
He’d find it really funny
June twenty first
Eighty eight
Could be last and worst
And just too late

Peachy Keen

Hi, my name is Peachy Keen
I am this year’s carnival queen
You can enter into my dream
If you ever run out of steam

Poems on this day – 17th June 1988

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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

Poems on this day – 15th June 1988

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Blind Date

Set up for a night with fate
Seeing someone on a blind date
You know it could be love or hate
So excited I just can’t wait
But I maybe in a state
Get out before it’s too late

Wonder

Wonder stuff from the wonder boy
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Of shit
Knew everything about nothing
But never failed to impress
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Of shit
Knew something about everything
Something more
Nothing less

Settle Down Lads

I beat up me mates
At the match last week
Got real pissed
And a curry to eat
Even though England can’t play
Great Britain’s gonna have it’s day
Hooliganism will lead the way
Britain will be great some day
Settle down lads
It’s the second half
Out on the streets
Let’s have a laugh
Kick his fuckin’ head in
One-nil
Smash his fuckin’ face
Two-nil
Britain will be great one day

Ache

Argh – good clean fun
Shower – bullets from a gun
Thorn – in my side
Born – screaming inside
I-ache
Argh-ache

21 Later

When you take a test
It is for courage and strength
Not for trust and emotion
When they are obsessed
Power is length and breadth
And deeper than the ocean
21 Hiroshimas later
Will we have learned our lesson?
21 later

Bough

Frank Bough
Don’t scoff
He needs the money
Selina Scott
Should be shot
Now that’s funny

Shame You Died (4 D Boon)

You brought love to the world
Gave us some kind of hope
When the chips were down
You could help us cope

Not Much

Not much going on right now
But they say a lot is too much
I’d like to try and walk alone
Don’t want your god-damn crutch

Follow That Car

High speed chase
Hand to wheel embrace
Sweat pouring down your face
Tyre rubber burns
Sixty mile-an-hour turns
Crashed – caught – learned