Tag: follow through

Christmas excess calls

There in the shade does not grow

what was once in light

 

 

 

 

Crisp autumnal days

Filled with rage out on the streets

Dog shit ‘neath the leaves

Autumn Leaves appear

At last Moobs will stop sweating

Fattie hates summer

Though chasms divide

Hearts long,  sweet caress do crave

Such needs unfulfilled

 

Scant inhibitions

Do not neglect your hygiene

And scotch guard your couch

 

 

Angles and filters

Perfect image does portray

Time the truth reveals

 

 

 

 

Broadband connected

God’s child once had no wifi

innocence stolen

 

 

 

 

 

asbestos taste buds

faal, hot as satan’s anus

cooling yoghurt dip

 

 

silvery mistress

cold caress then turns away

always to return

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god I need to work on these…

Rains turn autmn rust

and withering falll from bough

under foot to die

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Oh I really don’t know about that.  I even had to google ‘bough’.  I mean I had to sit and consider the beauty of nature, how it made me feel, what emotions it evokes.  That’s a lot of effort.

Far easier just rhyming Cock, sock and rock for a dirty limerick I reckon.

 

 

 

Sweet hyperbole

In pursuit of fair romance

oft on deaf ears falls

 

 

Close and intimate

personal care neglected

Sweet ardour dampened

 

 

 

 

 

Time brings forgiveness

and oft makes right hearts once wronged

forgiveness once more

 

 

 

 

 

Two lives become one

familiar, boundries blur

Hearts drifting apart

 

 

Ignored sage advice

Never gamble on a fart

Flatulent folly