Tread up
Led up
Fed up
Led on
Fed on
Bled on
Watch the grass grow
On the garden path
Something I’ll never know
Why you led me
Up, up, up, up…..
Tag: poetry
Crown Of Jewels – 2nd November 1986
Our monarchy
Our democracy
Our despondency
Our reality
Fuelled by fools
For a crown of jewels
Shopping Precinct – 1st November 1986
Down in the town
All the kids meet
Sitting in the precinct
Take the weight off their feet
Shout at the shoppers
Make a nuisance of themselves
Run through the shops
Nicking things off the shelves
Shopping precinct
Social centre
Gathering of the clans
To work out tomorrow’s plan
Plug – 31st October 1986
Plug me in
To your magazines
Plug me in
To your fantasies
Plug me in
To your future dreams
Plug me in
And turn me on
Plug me in
To your hating
Plug me in
To your scathing
Plug me in
To your waiting
Plug me in
And turn me off
Old Ghosts – 30th October 1986
Someone you met long ago
Could have been a friend or foe
You don’t know what to do
Now the old ghosts have come to haunt you
Bad News – 29th October 1986
Got in trouble with the law
Just like the times before
They’ve got my name
It couldn’t last
Bad news travels fast
Bed – 28th October 1986
Marriage of a middle-aged man
Dreamt of it all your tired life
Arguing over what each other said
Got out of the wrong side of the bed
Straying away from the home
You wanted to share something unknown
Took up with another instead
Now you got out of the wrong bed
Bitch Of A Conscience – 27th October 1986
I’ve got a bitch of a conscience
I can’t stand any no-nonsense
She scratches me when I itch
Sharing the conscience of a bitch
Dog-gone scared of myself
Mirror reflects my imposition
Pissing up my own lamposts
The relief of my inhibitions
Girls Next Door – 26th October 1986
Girls next door are so clean
Girls next door are so posh
I want to watch them get undressed
Girls next door, oh golly gosh
Girls next door are so rich
Girls next door, she’s such a bitch
I just want to turn them on
Dirty their shirt and taste their tongue
Lick their bodies from head to toe
Show them things they don’t know
Girls next door are so clean
Girls next door I can dream
1st Nov 2023 – True story. The two sisters (one and two years younger than me) went to a posh school somewhere and I only ever ventured to their house one time with my mum and a glimpse inside showed that these people were not the same as us. The girls never played or came out unless they were riding their horses.
Eye Sore – 25th October 1986
Hastings – 1066
They came, they saw
They conquered
I am Harold
I went – eye sore
I died
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