The Amphibious Poet Deep down in the ocean Writing a poem on slate As the fish swim in motion Diving down for inspiration
I’m being Mesmerised by a Cat Fl… Watching my Cat Trumper Going through and Back
He was a lousy mind reader But he was yellow hat positive He thought he had X Ray vision And took porridge in a lift He made sure he was measuring
Your weighing me down, with your t… You got me on the growling ground,… Your dressed with depressed, hold… A wallet road test, causes you to… And how can you cope, without your…
A slip in the dripping croak of di… A campaign to relax in sci fi From a clapping ball boy in Berli… The lucrative freaky can of worms A social media Polaris stinking
My homes next door to the asylum In the garden there’s a cave full… The Mad Hatter and me are having… He’s in his 10/6 pence Hat And I’m feeding the Asylum Cat
I sleep under a canvass by a burrow at night The fire slims to cinders in the drips of moonlight I hear the wild life chatting
Wandering around in Silky Pyjamas Playing a trombone The dusty old red curtains hang From the chipped framed window A material like face gurning
As my avenue eyes Glimpse and venture Upon scatters of fresh meadows Of warm grown words As your tears trail upon
When your heads in a field of emot… And your eyes are in a dance floor… And sneak in a collaboration with… Whizzing round in the idleness Of… You clip in the depth and pull up…
How many Psychiatrists does it ta… You tell me, Says the Asylum inma…
Works I may like In Daylight or Twilight Or under the Sun Or At three o clock at night Your there controlling my eyeballs
What at this Minute are you Think… Is it making you grow, or are you…
When there’s not a lot to do And your mind has too much informa… When there’s not a lot to do And your fed up with your location You look in corners, for a lost vi…
As I throw my fish and chips at a… But it wasn’t it’s fault, it was p… By a bird conspiracy Cultivating in, slipstream wing de… And flight cloud penetration
