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Poet's Corner

For many years I considered poetry to be a rather lame form of artistic expression. But then I attended a creative writing course in more recent times - which made me realise that i could put my own spin on it, and thus motivated me to write the following bits and pieces:

ME (in "kenning" verse)

Peter Pan

Music fan

Disco bunny

Little money

Slightly lardy

Somewhat tardy

Outlook lofty

Southern softy

MANCHESTER

If someone in Manchester forms a band 

Then they’ll likely be feted the length of the land 

All they have to do is pick up a guitar 

And you can almost predict that they will go far

They even become legends in certain cases 

These droves of Mancunian musical faces 

A factory conveyor belt of acts that are hailed 

Have there ever been any from there that have failed? 

Joy Division, New Order, The Fall and The Smiths 

Happy Mondays, Stone Roses, Buzzcocks, Oasis 

The ones that I’ve mentioned are just the biggest 

It would take far too long to go through the rest

There must be something in the water it seems 

For all these musicians to realise their dreams 

If so, then no wonder they all get their way

As it seems to rain there almost every day!

PEER PRESSURE

We had each other in younger days

We have now gone our separate ways

You have loved ones in your hearts

I have music and the arts

You have friends and families

I have dreams and memories

You have climbed the greasy pole

I have dug myself a hole

You have gained prosperity

I have kept integrity

You have bowed to convention

I have no such intention

It seems that you have everything

including kitchen sinks

Whilst I it seems I have nothing

excluding things like shrinks

But…

however hard my life may be

Better that,

than a life of hypocrisy

REGINALD SHITE

Just what in the world does anyone see, in that talentless twat Elton John?

He BAWLS! And he SQUAWKS! And he plays his piano as if he’s got boxing gloves on!

His music? Well, that goes in one ear…and then exits straight out the other

And as for his boat? Then as Arnie might note: he sure is one ugly mutha

That clown wrote the book on just what it took to mask mediocrity

I.e. crazy costumes and whacky specs. But none of that washes with me

You fat slaphead Reg - you set my teeth on edge! Unlike most I’m not led by the nose

Though it tends to annoy, feeling I’m like the boy, in that tale of “The Emperor’s new clothes”!

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