Day: Jul 20, 2026
I have to get my hair dyed blonde
Put radiant serum on my face;
My nails need varnish like this chair
Right now they are a deep disgrace.
My feet are hidden by my boots.
I washed my neck and cleaned my teeth.
The cat is here and torments me
He wants to go to Hampstead Heath
Like men he doesn’t understand
Being female makes demands.
Yet also, on the other hand,
I could change gender by command.
Then I could cut all my hair off
Go to bed , be cleanserless.
Look awful when I’m feeling rough
Get praised for signs of tenderness.
Yet I would have to compete then
And fight off lots of other men.
And being shy is tough as when
A woman ignores you and your pen.
And even if one succumbs to charm
And lies all beauteous in your arms
You must be careful to keep calm
Seem manful when you feel alarm,
If she’s had lovers forty six,
Does she expect you’ll know their tricks?
Or will you find that you just click
All she wants is a face lick.
For you can cleanse her make up off
Is it poison, is it tough?
Look at her big powder puff.
Don’t inhale,it isn’t snuff.
The strangeness of this form of verse
While it helps one to converse
It’s hard to end when it gets worse
And hence I must be very terse.
Death is better than life

There’s an alien in my garden
Something has grownwithout my permission
It’s a cherry tree although it may call itself an asylum seeker
Or maybe a refugee
There’s an alien in my garden but it can’t be blamed. Because someone threw down a seed which found the soil perfect
And what should a seed do?
I think we need to bring in the idea of abortion..
Nothing should grow without human permission
Death should be more important than life.
Death should be the main thing..here’s an alien in my garden but I might like it. Am I allowed this pleasure? had better abort it
Abortion should be the main thing not life..
Then we can live in the deserts of our hearts
We had better make the garden safe by filling it with mines.
Then we’ll all die and that will be an end to asylum seekers and heroes and seeds growing where they choose
You can’t help feeling that we love death more than life
There are few free places left where the human race is not meddling.
Where Grace might be found
Getting a new prime minister might help
No on second thoughts just abort kill
