September 29, 2012

 

 

Queuing

Brewing

Stewing

 

Wooing

Doing

Booing

 

Loving

Living

Leaving

 

Crying

Dying

Lying.

 

 

 

September 13, 2012

 

 

 

Enter the protagonist

The formula soon to splatter.

They’d almost put the deal to bed, now

anarchy reigns and air waves shatter.

 

 

September 9, 2012

 

 

He spent years sat on the Tube

in the midst of life, yet speaking

to no-one.

Now decades later, he sits in a

Care Home doing exactly the

same.

 

 

 

 

The journey was exhilarating

and much better than the arrival.

For being there meant facing the

prospect of the departure, which

would come around far too quickly.

 

 

 

 

He made a blunder

He stole his thunder

Is it any wonder 

he was set asunder?

 

 

September 6, 2012

 

 

The park is full of doo-dah

from pooches large and small.

Lamp-posts too are minging, and

where there’s none, they’ve used the wall!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When power becomes personal

and not for the good of the team,

the whole damn lot comes tumbling down,

for the sake of one man and his dream.

 

 

 

August 31, 2012

 

 

 

If you’re a lucky person

and win a fortune you will find,

that if you tell, you’ll have the world

at your door, all neatly lined.

 

 

August 23, 2012

 

 

You’ve got two seconds to say yes or no.

The answer we need to be clear.

Don’t shilly-shally up Quaver Street.

The taxpayer needs to hear.

 

In just one sentence tell us the facts.

Is it true, what we already fear?

Don’t babble about on Helium Street.

Are things as bad as they seem to appear?

 

 

August 21, 2012

 

 

He’ll twist it and turn it, and embellish the clues.

He’ll electrify it, espy it, the truth it may lose.

He’s only sniffing around for a story to use,

in an endless battle for  headline news.

 

 

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