I've got a ghost in my pocket
and a butt full of calories...
Eyes of glue
Sticky shoe...
Inside of my head
Is a vast empty space...
“‘ere your current bun”
What! my son...
sometimes
I hear people...
Fan Pandit
Pray ladies do not be a flutter...
Am not daft
AM not silly...
Pacing, racing , chasing unknown limits
Flying, dashing on the verge of crashing...
The teacher said "Don't do nuthin, and...
But sittin's a somethin now, isn't it...
People tell me that money talks,
It is true what they say...
Fairies are not pretty;
that's the commonest of errors...
Well I wrote a poem about my wife
But she said, "If you post it you die"...