You get fingers that are fat
But mine aren’t like that
Mine are so twisted and bent
They weren’t from Heaven sent
I’ve got the same amount on each hand
They look like spiders
So they call me Spiderman
Tag: poetry
Kicking The Habit – 21st November 1984
Got to kick this awful trash
Got to stop this horrible mess
This habit is alive and kicking
Got to stop it from sticking
My head is spinning around and about
I just wanna stand up and shout
I should just reach and grab it
If I want to kick this habit
3rd Sept 2023 – Although not specific to any addiction or habit I’m pretty sure I was already wishing that I could stop smoking sometimes. It would be another ten years or more before I finally managed to quit.
Friday 25th January 1985 – 20th November 1984
What does the future hold in store?
I hope it holds much more
I’ll talk and talk and talk
And walk and walk and walk
For the future
Shush – 19th November 1984
Think much
Speak little
Write less
There is
No one
To impress
Shush
Knowledge Knows – 18th November 1984
Knowledge knows
Ignorance shows
Wisdom grows
As the river flows
How small is our knowledge in comparison
To our ignorance?
We lose all our knowledge
At each other’s expense
Wisdom grows
As the river flows
Ignorance shows
But knowledge knows
Eye Sea – 17th November 1984
40 billion eyes watching your every move
Looking at you like you’ve something to prove
In a sea of eyes
You only see the crust
The eyes of other people
Are the eyes that ruin us
The Less, The More – 16th November 1984
The less, the more
For better, for worse
The less we fight
The more we give in
If we don’t fight
We’ll never win
It’s for better
They say it’s for worse
They put us
Under their curse
The less, the more
For better, for worse
Ripped Paper – 16th November 1984
Who was it who ripped the paper?
‘Sorry sir, it was me’
Get out of the room
I don’t want you in my lesson, see?
Why did you do it?
It was rather silly
‘Well, I’m unemployed
And society is against me’
Well, sit down then
But don’t be silly again
29th August 2023 – Now I find myself questioning my students about the poor caretaking of their books and papers. I have to remember that I turned out ok in the end!
Man On The Bus – 15th November 1984
Man on the bus got hurt
On his way to work
Hit his head on a rail
His head was pretty frail
It didn’t do him no good
But I don’t think he should
Really make a fuss
That man on the bus
Thank You Very Much – 14th November 1984
The man fixed the lights
And he was pleased all right
Thank you very much
And we’ll be in touch
The man fixed the shower
And fixed the power
Thank you very much
And we’ll be in touch
A letter from far away
Came in the post today
From someone who got in touch
Well, thank you very much
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