Murky Poems and Ditties

This is the new alternative poetry book by Nick Armbrister. His work covers many themes ranging from failed romance, the darker aspects of life, science fiction, aircraft and much more. Other talented poets also contribute poems. Examples are Gloomy Sunday by Zen Stark which covers broken romance written in gangsta style and poems on Mark E Smith, the singer of the legendary group The Fall, by Andy N. There is enough here to keep anyone busy, from regular fans of Nick's work to new readers. Watch out for book 2.

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Board of Directors

Board of Directors

Board of a normal job?

Join the directors’ board and be a cunt.

Sat in a big fat chair on your big fat arse.

Getting paid a big fat wad.

Doing sweet fuck all.

You've got the boss charisma.

The look of a twat and smile of a loon.

Cunning mind in regards to yourself.

Profits made on the backs of dead men.

Making their wives widows after stealing their lives.

Do you have President Trump's name tattooed?

Right on your fucking arse, where he belongs.

Two swamp animals, bottom feeders that are selfish.

Mean in regards to success, it’s all yours.

Worst kind of American dream, oh yes.

CEO meaning something so damn rude.

Just wait till you get capped by an ex-employee.

Maybe it'll be me...

Sour Crab

Sour Crab

You live at the sea bottom with all the scum.

Feeding off the rest, food chain extraordinaire.

A real fucking twat to be polite.

One of a kind straight outa a Priest song.

You're a virus that dispenses quickly.

Killing oh so fucking slowly.

Crab paste butty from the monger man.

All rancid and piled high with bacteria.

Just like your mother, whore in a dress.

All her curves say one thing:

Fuck me!

As you kill, she fucks.

Sour crab family, low life people.

From a deprived town full of scum.

Nobodies from nowhere doing no good.

Descend to hell sour crab.

Pinched Ma Dawg

Pinched Ma Dawg

Zander was his name.

My puppy dog his game.

Stealing with no blame.

Man with no shame.

Kill you with a flame.

Are you the same?

Also in the frame.

As many would claim.

Even if you’re lame.

And say you’re tame.

Missing dog will inflame.

And highlight the rename.

Of my missing puppy, Zame.

Who is yours, you proclaim.

Aboard an airframe.

Flying to Spain.

Bring on war-game.

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