revisiting my New Dawn 2971 Nick Armbrister and other authors/poets/writers
One/Two (by Mule and
Nick)
The war against extreme Muslims
what did we have when we was growing up
the Cold War
and the probs in Northern Ireland
Nothing changes
Just the year and enemy changes
I'd rather have Neo Soviet Russia
and Red China as enemies
Tho dangerous we know their capabilities
Little is unknown unlike this new war
Opportunity
She sleeps at different
shifts
Twice a day without fail
Each time with a different
lover
Her boyfriend called her
His thing is up
Oh my, that sounds so rude!
The pilot upped and flew off
So she got a new one
One from an oil rig
He was a real man
Then there was the gangster
Skilled with words and style
She must choose wisely
It was an important choice
Who to take to bed twice a day
And they had to be flush
With full wallets
None of this ATM crap
Cash only or no joy
She was a wise lady
And enjoyed her fun
Why not call round?
She’s open for business
Then tell your friends
And call round again
I’m up there at weekend…
Bogozoid!
I had a wee wee!
The bog smelt
of stale piss
This reminded
me
Of stale pussy!
Dog awful smell
Why I will
NEVER ever
Lick a dirty
one
But being
pissed
I wanted squid
And popped a
tin
And had a feast
Or half…
…for there was
only two
With one spine
And one beak
Not four big
ones!
Jammed in a tin
With big fat
bodies
Attached to
horrible tentacles
Yet then there
were no beaks…
I sulked all
damn day…
She on the
island
Has a jar of
beaks for me
I wish she
would hurry here…
And bring me a
real live squid too
For I want
calamari squid rings
A whole damn
dish
All to myself!
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