Saturday, 27 April 2013


i thought we might have done a otter or a beaver or something 

oh i got the gist of it then thats 

why enders is making poisonous gases 

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they reckon I've been converted to radical islam now 
what a load of old bollox ... 

ls like saying fox converted me to a roman catholic 

he wasn't even one himself 

27.04.13.


heart failure just reading this ... 

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an i has to list him as a vulnerable person ... 
were on the roof at the sharing party and he's tried 
to jump off so i has him in a blanket 

and shouting Scarey what to do he's taken 
one of those NBO things 

its very romantic 
to want to blow your brains out 
can you do that on stage with some 
sort of fire stunt and bombs and guns 
going off and stuff get the audience really worried ... 

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if you grew up without a telly 
you can make this stuff out of clay and 
give it away to people 

i have never seen a television .. . 

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we wanna come clean 

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Theresa May was at the meeting ... 

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you know what Alred i found out why I'm no good at 
history and why i never listen ... 

i use to get a rap on the knuckles at school 

for it was a heinous crime to not listen to their shite ... 

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kinkston  

apparently i do fuck alll 

so what are we doing then um some work 

actually Philip did get one a couple of years ago and 

i fancied the chair man 

the energy that we produce is obviously 
going to be used for other projects and
he could also sell his own sugar beet 

Scareys laboratory 

a new business policy where cleaning the toilets 
encourages office bonding 
and you'd gradually work your way up to the interesting jobs 
if people liked you ... 

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this is not a business 
we are not here to get the job 
done i would vote against the donations   ....  

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and i lay there laughing in the bubbles 

this next bit might require some abstinence and disruption ... 

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falling asleep in the heat of the parched grass
outside the National Gallery 
the traffic rocking me to sleep like a hissing ocean 

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i couldn't remember if id been there or not  

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well beat Scares and jus when i thought i seen it 

all reallly iwa thinking of retirin 












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