Six Condoms – 28th October 1987

I bought six condoms three months ago
But I haven’t used a single one
I’ve met lots of girls who’ve all said no
Maybe I’m doing something wrong
Sexual frustration is taking me over
I just want to find a good damn lover
When I do, I will thank her
But for now, I’m just a little wanker

Singy – 7th October 2021

Rob’s singing about his cat again
And I’m trying to sing-a-long
I can’t quite hit the harmony
And I get the lyrics wrong
But the joy is in our hearts
As we’re belting out this song
There’s no difference between us
We are all where we belong

Inspired by listening to Thingy and the genius songwriting of Rob Crow and his songs about his cat Molly.

Poems on this day – 16th May 1988

I Crawl

I crawled my way through the mess of my day
I crawled by, hey, just to think about yesterday
I crawled by more of those shifting souls
I crawled at last to see your endless goals


Gifted I maybe
But I’m not one to boast
I am not your god
This is not my ghost
God gifted me my divine
I just watched the dividing line
I will stand down below
Cos I don’t want your halo


You say my music sucks
And so you don’t like me
My music is more important than you
That’s my belief
You’d like to judge me
On what I listen to
But I’ll listen to any music
Rather than listen to you
You can run away
Cos I’m on the underground
But honey, listen
Music makes the world go round

That Cloud

A panorama of bricks and mortar
I look up and question why
I can see that cloud
That is my sky
It is shaped like my trouble
Pushing and shoving and wandering by
I can see that cloud that is my sky