Tuesday, 17 May 2011

BIG FAT HO



Phosphorus
Bark
Barking from Barking
Harking on about
Parking
Hes late for
A date
In the park

In the dark
Where
The day-glo
Knickers of a
Big fat ho
Glow
Shes got
Eleven men
Waiting
All Masturbating
Yeah

"24 seven"
Shes on the go
Go girl go!!
A go-go girl
She once was
But then the goose
Got fat
And far too juicy
She was

Toast
Men kept
Trying to cook her
Spit roast
And they'd all
Boast
About the fat brass
blowing them
On brassy beds
Shagging
On shag-pile
Carpet.

Burns on
Her knees
She always aimed to
Please
Nagging wives
Forgotten
With Ease
Oh how their
Lives were
Rotten

Monday, 16 May 2011

Love on The Dole




Love on the dole is....

Like....

Chip-paper without chips
Or a fag without a light
Yes we all rally together
But we still can't stop

The bite.

And the...

Cameraderie dissolves
Like the pill you took
Last night for the headache
That you had as you tried to stop

The fight

And your love begins to fade
As you see no end in sight
And money flies out the door,
And so does love.

It takes flight

It flies to a place
Where the moment feels right
Where its all warm and fuzzy
And it goes on

All night.

But It left behind a place
Where your knuckles turn white.
And a wretched fretful sleep is all that happens

All night

And it's a dark dark hole
Where they still can't make it right
So let the chip-paper burn.
Like the love that once burned

...........  So bright....