Love as if  today’s your last

Broken teeth and feet of clay
Sunday now so let us pray
Lord we’re lost and ruled by knaves
Yet they tell us we are saved
Pray for peace and pray for aid
Pray for drowning emigres
How can  the rich toy with  young girls
Deny they’ve sinned,deny they erred
Why are people still so poor
Making clothes for us to wear
Better by a million  times
Was saving up  and playing games
 I bought  my satchel, bought my pen
Then  my life  of  rhymes began
Come back neighbours, come back care
We are here and   we will dare
Love as if  today’s your last
Life goes by,  let’s be our best


Drinking lemonade and eating beer

Feel so happy, you are with me here
Drinking lemonade and eating beer
Sucking roast potatoes,blasting meat 
Waiting for the chocolate  and the tweets

I  have total liberty from fear
Though panic rode its horses through the mere
I  stood by the gatepost  with a gun
Why shoot horses when they want to run?

I should wear tweed trousers  and a hat
Can tweed be washed  with soap  while lying flat?
Can I have some shoes that leak and swell?
I want to get arthritis in my dell

I see my erstwhile lover in the sun
If there is  a climax  life can stun

Sitting on a tin opener and other notions

two gray frying pans hanging on wall
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person holding ladle
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I  meant to write earlier but as I was sitting here  musing,i heard a strange noise.I could not figure out what it was at all
Until I discovered I had been sitting on  a battery operated tin opener
During the night,I  thought I heard a sound like siren but  quieter
I walked about  but could not locate it.I went back to bed but still heard
After a while I thought it must be 8.00 am but it was only 6 am
So I decided lying down was better for my knees……..
So you understand  why I am a bit behind schedule…. as I also  found my account book and lost it again when it was next to me on a little table.
I deccided I hate  Noam Chomsky.I have no reason for that except he seems to be productive despite being  rather aged.Why should I have a reason?Well, we can’t go round hating people for no reason.Maybe they  remind us of some relative who was often cruel, maybe it’s something from before we learned language… an atmosphere?
So if we hate someone, it’s more about us than them
That is all I can say  don’t drop a battery operated tooth brush into the bath  or someone will think a bomb is going off