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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Holy

While we're innocent
Children
They cut our throats
Then they rip out our adnoids
while we're sleeping
In our beds
Even though we're of age
And it's our own body
And giving us stuff
For bad dreaming.
And tormenting us
With all this talking
And it hurts
And everyone lying
And heart operations too
In my sleep
You nazis
Horrible horrible
People
Will all go to hell
They're not allowed in my home
In my sleep.
Gods going to kill them.
It's my body
And I"m possessing it
So fuck you
The Roman Catholics
The Germans
The IRA
The Evangelists
The Medical foundation
The Psychiatric Association
Stalkers
Perverts
Sociopaths
They can all
Go to hell
Thanks gods
It's my body
And I"m possessing it.
Horrible people.

The Joker

Break a mans rib
To make me a woman again
And sacrifice a goat
To make me whole again
Give me a potion
To save me from the mare
Release me from this
Evil snare
I'm a soldier
In this I delight
Won't give up
Without a fight
I've lost my horse
During this war
I live behind
A closed door
Work my hands to the bone
Tax me out
Of heart and home
Work my hands
To the fuckin' bone
You're my lover now
You're my friend now
You're not to talk
To yourself
You've got to walk for yourself
While you fend for yourself
You forgot how to defend yourself
You've just got to remember yourself
I'm not your vessel
Anymore
I'm not your cook
I'm not your whore
Not on offer
Not at all
Never was
in actual fact
And that's because
It's all a circus act
Always thought
That I had the key
And now the enemy
Is on their knees
Just fuck off
And let me
Breath!
Please!
Stay away
Or come around
But in between
Blue and Green
Is a colour
So don't be mean
We could drink some tea
I could be me
Hey that's my body
Stop playing with my heart
I've written this poem
To tell you a dream
About a joke
About a bloke
Who drove a volkswagon
And pulled the choke
And then he called
The engine a she
And in the back
There was me
Feeling slightly unhappy
So I said no
You're not pulling the choke
I wonder when
I'll get a laugh
And they'll stop sawing me in half
Treating me like a dummy
Pretending that it's funny
Making me sleep
When it is sunny
Wanking themselves
Like loonies
Poking fun at my toonies
Being funnier
Than business can stand
Thieving my will
Stealing my land
Talking behind my back
Driving me mad
Sending complete strangers
Around to my house
Who terrify me no less
Than a little mouse
But I remember this
And this I know
That You
Only ever joke
And the joke is
On me
Things like my cute nose
And chastity back in July in 1993
To the mayday gay
Which I broke that same August
And moved on
And my personal orgasms
And my money
Putting me down
Gossiping fools
And my smoking
And other ridiculous things
My heart at least it sings
Oh god I say
Just Go away
When you're supposed to be a general
Fighting the war
I may as well go instead
Now the enemy is in my bed
A rose, is a rose, is a rose
God knows
Why he follows me around
Like a wild beast
Spreading stuff around
That you shouldn't repeat
Get the fuck out
Of the drivers seat
Before you
Kill us all
Driving us insane
Hey that's my name
There's other people
That feel the same
You're not doing this anymore
It's my body
In the name of the law
There's no way
It's my life
Not yours
I'm going to do what I like
Seeing the gays do
Then I can too
Fuckin misogynist cunts
With no respect for anyone
I'm going to live all my life
I'm might decide to have a baby
When I'm eighty
If I can find a straighty
Who doesn't date rape me
And then punish me, acting  like Arabs
It's not 1203
It's none of your business
It's just all your pissness
You all sent thistles
instead of letters
Treating me like a Norma Jean
 Making me write a mistake
In my letters to the Queen
I won't forgive you
You're doing me harm
I've got nothing to thank you for
Not at all
Blocking my way
Every single time
Trying to do murder
Any way you can
You're the ones who belong
In the can








Monday, July 16, 2012

Maniac

Rob me of my goodness
And lie me with a murderer
Sack me from my kindness
And send me insane
Take from me my voice
Give me all your pain
Base things on assumptions
Make it incorrect
Take away the truth
About how I wept
Steal away my sorrow
Kill my mother
Kill my father
And lay on me the blame
You find me without children
You find me with no boy
 You go in for the killing
You give me no joy
You tell them I'm bad tempered
All instead of fine
You empty my vessel
You send me blind
 You take away my memories
And break my heart in two
You take away my grief
And try to kill me too
You murder my passion
With your wrath
I've got no friends to visit
Because  you plundered my cloth


Bad

This is how you see me
This is what you've done
Locked me in the dark
Down goes the sun
There's nothing good about me
I lie and cheat and steal
Sit on the couch
Chain smoking crack
With an evil plan
To bring down the church
And sleep with every man
Because I'm illegitimate
And they're just junkies
And I'm just a girl
Without any golden curls
Don't have any feelings
For anyone at all
Sent my flatmate out
onto the streets in the cold
And I don't have any money
This is what you've said
So it is the way I am
I'm just bad

Monday, July 9, 2012

Angel

Cruel cruel world
Why are you here
Trying to fill me up with fear
What on earth could I have done
That my mind has come undone
What in the world is this all for
And can my God show me the door
Oh why am I not  feeling lucid
And all my things have gone not spruced
Where is my bowl
Where is my food
Why must I live
With complete fools
From whence the dream the mare
it came
Ruining my one and only name
Which is mine after all
Not yours
That you trial with your stupid words
Why didst thou take me down from lofts
And make me feel so very lost
Why can't they help
Why can't they see
Why are they blind to the good in me
Free me from my enemies
So that I can live in peace
I've tried to be high
I've tried to be low
I've searched above and below
What in Gods name have they done to me
These people with some cruel idea
Why dost thou hide the truth from me
That torture my soul constantly
Why cannot I march forward
Brandishing my magical sword
Why must I sit here in distaste
With all my life gone to waste
What have I done
What wouldst I care
To take you up on some stupid dare
It seems you hurt my every hair
And caught me up in your evil snare
They took my blood they took my dreams
And I just came apart at the seams
Why does it seem so extremely hard
Such as stale bread without any lard
Why am I pulled this way and that
Such as a lady who's misplaced her hat
They broke my heart
And stole my worth
I ended up kissing the dirt
Instead of love
I got offense
and then they took away my defense
And now in the end I can not love at all
For they have killed my loving dove
I am too busy for such nonsense
Trying to raise my good conscience
From the ashes of this waste
I did not ask for this bitter taste
I felt fine in the first place
But disallowed to slowly make my haste
What precisely can I do
All by myself when you're not true
Surely there's nothing wrong with being a woman
And having enough to live on
Many people seem so lucky
But they play with me like a puppet
How dare they be so ungrateful
Whilst I'm fighting just to sit at the table
Why does there not appear a way
Just for me to feel Okay?
 


Flower Power

Flowers growing in a field
Whilst a gypsy
Picks her yield
There's the farmer riding by
A child dancing in the sky
A Shepherd boy working grimly
Whilst the witch says a spell
To wake the pixies
A traveler with his purse of gold
Walking via a faeries hold
Sees a lass and falls in love
But alas the faeries do a trick
And the travelers purse they nick
So feeling poor and woe begone
Now thinking that his love is gone
He has no gold for ale or inn
He calls his faithful Rin Tin Tin
And off they go to see the witch
He says to her if you retrieve my purse of gold
And allow my love to unfold
I'll pay you with two pieces of gold
The witch says I will do it for you
But I want one other thing
I also want your silver ring
The traveler reluctantly agrees
Thinking of his dear mother across the seas
The witch chuckles and mutters the faeries oath
And leads him to a bushel that grows
There is your gold and now for me
The traveler he breaths heavily
He pays her with two pieces of gold
And takes his ring from finger with a tear in his eye
And goes on his way with a low murmured sigh
But then his dear lass he suddenly sees
And Kneeling down upon his knees
I have no ring but I"ll buy you one
And be the father of your firstborn son
I've traveled the world and I've never seen
Anything precious as your beauty
The lass gets her father
And they invite the man to tea
And so the family agree eventually
There'll be a wedding and the day is set
Whilst the lovers whisper to each other
How glad that they've met
And so the villagers prepare
And that day there is a party for the couple to wed
The gypsy sells them lots of flowers
And the farmer brings them lots of chowder
The witch she brews some some magical powder
The Shepherd packs his pipe with some weed
Tinkling faintly in the wood
Are voices as small as tiny ants on wood
Faeries, cheering for flower power

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

The Aryan Race

Concentration Camp 666
On a trip
With a dick
Want to feel fine
Just feel sick
Here they come
Footsteps quick
They really act
As thick as a brick
There's lots of us
We've got them licked
They torture us
About our genes
Then they ask
Us to fill in the page
Lock us underground
And waltz around
Saying that we are unsound
I don't know
How they get away
With all that change
The Aryan race
I'd say as Politely as I could
Just the hell
To go Away.