There’s a million songs still to be sung
about fertilisers and garden dung
not to mention a tune or two
about cat litter and doggie doo
and if disc jockeys can get them played
they’d shoot right up the shit parade.
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Month: April 2016
Little Ditty
ein Penner
zwei Penner
singen in the rain
beide Penner
full mit Beer
warten auf the train
5-7-5 (take eighty : sandman)
I close both my eyes
for behind their heavy lids
lives the perfect dream
5-7-5 (take seventy-nine : sky)
the perfect cloud forms
a contrail cuts it in two
its broken heart rains
One Minute Rhyme
Fantastic Four
Charles Aznavour
Revolving Door
Zsa Zsa Gabor
Feeling fine
Patsy Cline
Singing in
The Summertime
Reeperbahn
Wrath of Khan
First one has
to do no harm
Stanley Park
Meadowlark
Milk Tray man
jumped the shark
Council Estate
After Eight
Her kiss put me
In such a state.
5-7-5 (take seventy-eight : justice)
the ninety six tears
that will never fall again
are held in our hearts
Lost Project Blue Book Entry
an alien horsebox
passed me by
with a puffin
on the roof
he was hanging on
for dear life
with some seaweed
on his tooths
he squawked a bark
as he trundled past
in a torn up
suit and tie
and implored out loud
in a cracking voice
they’ll probe me
till I cry.
Birkenhead Park Boathouse
There’s ghosts
in the boathouse,
no lady in grey
or weeping poet
hiding like shadows
in the dark
but spectres nonetheless
beneath the black velvet water
where the swans
will not venture,
memories
of youth’s indifference
to age and the world
tinged with the cold chill
of remembering
that which is no more.
5-7-5 (take seventy-seven : dove)
I became a dove
that flew across the blue sky
to perch on your bough
Notes For A Music Hall Ditty
It’ll all come out in the wash
just add soap flakes to the tears
tumble dry your troubles
if you iron out all the creases
even the toughest disappear
