Wednesday 30 November 2011

He Needs To Scratch His Nuts, But He's On The Escalator, So There's No Way He Can Do It Now


There's no polite way of saying this:
He needs to scratch his nuts,

But he's trapped on the escalators,
So there's no way he can do it now..

It's one of those really long escalators,
And there's a beautiful woman two steps above him looking down -
Well it would be, wouldn't it?
So there's just no way he can scratch his nuts now..

The itch is on the right-side of his right one.

Driving him to insanity,
Brain-quake silent monk profanity.
Oh the inhumanity of such dead beat urbanity.
Why do gorgeous women always appear when you really don't want them to?

How can I vanish the itch on my right-side baby pomegranate?
I need to banish it with sandpaper and granite!
Why is this escalator so slow?
Maybe as many as fifty more seconds more to go..no..no, no.

Now my itch is morphing into an alien lobster -
Travelling up and tickling my knobster:
It's a fucking imposter!
I need to scatch my nuts. Now!

Forty seconds longer to go.
Forty more seconds of extreme toasted right conker,
And it's driving me fucking bonkers..
She's still looking down:
I'm a woebegoner;
I need to get hands-on the crab-nabbed doner..

Old Macdonald had an itchy doner
ow ow ow ow oh
And he needed an itch grater on the escalator
ow ow ow ow oh..

Ten more seconds to go.. 
Nine,
Eight,
Seven,
Six,
Five
and
a
half..

Five..
Nearly there..
Three,
Four,
I forgot four..
Two..
I mean three..
One!
No two,
One!
Half!
A quarter!
Zero!!


Just walk a few metres,
And past the turnstile,
And..

The itch...
- Gone?!
The cheeky bastard!
It's done one - it's gone!

How dare it do that?
Itch: Come back here right now!
Come back!



Thursday 24 November 2011

Auto Sphinx


The scent, soggy,
The breath, moggy;
The chicken wing lamb,
On this train again.

Sits nothing like Buddha,
Legs splay Lynx spray gargoyle sutra.

Gnarl, gnarl, gnarl..

Masticating machete swiller,
Swooler:
The factory farm chemicals - with added poultry for seasoning,
Discover another toxic waste toothpaste dump to unspool into.
A decaying Sphinx.
A beached whale waiting to happen.
Poor kid -
A kite to blow away.
The lighthouse a night shade.

Monday 21 November 2011

Haiku


for blue icey cold
her cherry cheeks radiate -
flush of love blossoms


Thursday 17 November 2011

Pilate Eyelet


What would Jesus do?
Cooed the camper,

What would the Romans do?
Lassoed the banker.


Monday 14 November 2011

Eternal Flame


Love dissolves -
Indifference carries away the torch


Sunday 13 November 2011

Chatroom Debate Snapshot


So should we continue to give aid to the starving?

Dave Z says:
Don't get me wrong,
Starvation is sad,
But feeding the over-breeding so and so's,
It's just political correctness gone mad..

Veronica says:
It breaks my heart to see starving children
How can people be so cruel
We need to start believing we are related to one an other
We should learn to big love
I love everyone
Now let me introduce myself to you
- My name is veronica
I love sucking cock - if you're rich
Why not meet with me
On fuckmeifyoureamillionairedotcom
fuckmeifyoureamillionairedotcom has thousands of girls like me
we'r european and oft he high est quality
we fuck like your rabbits like fuck
fuckmeifyoureamillionairedotcom -
Now lets help with all these starving children not very nice

Mickey says:
No


Saturday 12 November 2011

Express Check-Out


more with -
less than five items
fewer -
with more