Fabulous!
Here is the sun.
Sunshine!
The day is done.
Ha!
Right!
Cause here is some light!
13 June 2011
12 June 2011
Clerihew XII
James Earl Jones
Has a voice of many tones.
A lion, a murderer and a presenter,
A thespian who does many a venture.
Has a voice of many tones.
A lion, a murderer and a presenter,
A thespian who does many a venture.
Incoherent Morning Thought
This book should tackle the fog in my head,
As my mind follows my body out of bed.
Don't drop the dainty display down the dungeon,
Dancers do deem dungeons distasteful.
I never was one who could think clearly,
Before the sun greets me nice and friendly.
She surely shies away from shambolic
Shivers. She never shaved those legs!
As my mind follows my body out of bed.
Don't drop the dainty display down the dungeon,
Dancers do deem dungeons distasteful.
I never was one who could think clearly,
Before the sun greets me nice and friendly.
She surely shies away from shambolic
Shivers. She never shaved those legs!
Sign of Jonah
Redeem this little soul,
Goal! Has been reached.
Beached is my whale.
Frail is the maker,
Baker of my salvation.
Goal! Has been reached.
Beached is my whale.
Frail is the maker,
Baker of my salvation.
An Old Man By The Window
Something is not quite right outside.
A man has left his woman to die.
A woman upholds her child's lie.
A groom has run from his bride.
Something is not quite right outside.
As I sit here in my cozy chair,
Stroking my life, stroking my hair.
My sanctuary of comfort and pride.
All these people need to learn to hide.
They make mistakes for all to see,
The numpties think they are free,
Something is not quite right outside.
A man has left his woman to die.
A woman upholds her child's lie.
A groom has run from his bride.
Something is not quite right outside.
As I sit here in my cozy chair,
Stroking my life, stroking my hair.
My sanctuary of comfort and pride.
All these people need to learn to hide.
They make mistakes for all to see,
The numpties think they are free,
Something is not quite right outside.
6 June 2011
Wall
Nine more to go
Only a little effort.
Eight more to go
We can make it.
Seven more to go
Just a few more steps.
Six more to go
Only a little effort
Five more to go
We can make it
Four more to go
Just a few more steps
Three more to go
Only a little effort
Two more to go
We can make it
One more to go
Just a few more steps.
Only a little effort.
Eight more to go
We can make it.
Seven more to go
Just a few more steps.
Six more to go
Only a little effort
Five more to go
We can make it
Four more to go
Just a few more steps
Three more to go
Only a little effort
Two more to go
We can make it
One more to go
Just a few more steps.
Pop
I'm tongue tied and dizzy
With not much time left
Render me useless till
Death do us part.
Left on the boiling, fizzy -
This Coke of life is bereft
Of energy and still
I don't know where to start.
With not much time left
Render me useless till
Death do us part.
Left on the boiling, fizzy -
This Coke of life is bereft
Of energy and still
I don't know where to start.
3 June 2011
Clerihew XI
Bill Gates
Increases rates.
Oh, those lovely glasses
Teach some great investment classes.
Increases rates.
Oh, those lovely glasses
Teach some great investment classes.
Stumbling Block
Somewhere between the sun and the moon
A bird sings in the noon.
Somewhere between the bride and the groom
A fool can't find his room.
A bird sings in the noon.
Somewhere between the bride and the groom
A fool can't find his room.
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