Back to that bad old town That place that got me down You said “never turn around “, But since then, I’ve gone to grou… I had to sell my old gold teeth
Boris jugular vein Had a thrombosis on his ice cream Scattering his grain in grimaces That’s tame Gluttermangle shoeshine
I’m sitting in my Garden Of Joy And all my flowers are my toys A gardener who loves the rain and… I sometimes wonder how the world b… And I wonder how from a seed
Quizness and it’s the last leg, th… A standup handyman’s tail, before… Engaged to a bag, monkey cage is t… Yasmeen urges, a smitten fairy mea… By newcomers charms, a musical bre…
When God made the human Body He didn’t include Coffee When Adam and Eve were in that G… Things were not that Jolly And there’s no Coffee in the Bibl…
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
Now, Your never feel alone When you get back, to your home Those web dating services were like dating a stone But now you’ve got
In the waves under a Dancing moon Like a caterpillar out of a fresh… This after Deaths sweep clean wit… You can’t wait for bad memories to… And to fill up with sunshine’s for…
Triggering a dramatic chain of eve… With dim witted friends And exposing ignorance of transpla… To the flat like a cattle rancher Outside an engineers truck, loses…
I’m on a Poets Walk Where the trees talk And flowers sing On a gravelled road That carry thought
In the grim stupor of darkness It hinders the slipping thoughts Of my mental universe As I scream the flops For the ratchet
Wandering around in Silky Pyjamas Playing a trombone The dusty old red curtains hang From the chipped framed window A material like face gurning
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…
I see the Eager Rain Dancing on my window pane Your in my cool eyes again Looking Wild and Tame Dropping coins in the wishing well
The Amphibious Poet Deep down in the ocean Writing a poem on slate As the fish swim in motion Diving down for inspiration
