Submissions by DaveBarlow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Sneaky peek.
I..d like to take a moment,to talk to all the fellers.
My fellow one track minders,the mental gutter dwellers.
Who when talking to a woman in a slightly low cut dress,
find their glances drifting from her eyes to her breasts.
She might be saying she..s a doctor,who..s now studying for the bar,
you give a nod of interest , thinking,she..s not wearing a bra.
And God help us if she..s dressed to kill in something more revealing,
our casual downward glances turn to something more like leering.
She could be telling me the cure for cancer,
or how to bring world...
My fellow one track minders,the mental gutter dwellers.
Who when talking to a woman in a slightly low cut dress,
find their glances drifting from her eyes to her breasts.
She might be saying she..s a doctor,who..s now studying for the bar,
you give a nod of interest , thinking,she..s not wearing a bra.
And God help us if she..s dressed to kill in something more revealing,
our casual downward glances turn to something more like leering.
She could be telling me the cure for cancer,
or how to bring world...
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Sun over South Leeds.
When the sun shines down over Beeston.
You could mistake it as being a nice place.
All the tramps on the bench ,have a less foisty stench,
And the gangs have a smile on their face.
When the sun reflects off the brothel,And over the woods beyond,
You can stroll up the path where used needles are stashed,
Right up to Middleton pond.
The pavements all glitter with diamonds,
Or so it seems, when it`s bright and quiet.
On closer inspection,it`s just the reflection,
Of glass from the previous nights riot.
The muggers all bask in the sunlight,
As it...
You could mistake it as being a nice place.
All the tramps on the bench ,have a less foisty stench,
And the gangs have a smile on their face.
When the sun reflects off the brothel,And over the woods beyond,
You can stroll up the path where used needles are stashed,
Right up to Middleton pond.
The pavements all glitter with diamonds,
Or so it seems, when it`s bright and quiet.
On closer inspection,it`s just the reflection,
Of glass from the previous nights riot.
The muggers all bask in the sunlight,
As it...
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Piccadilly Pam
Piccadilly Pam,
Works in a cafe ,serving spam,
And beans,to builders in green vests,
All tattooed necks,and hairy chests.
She wakes at five a.m,each morning.
Leaves her work shy husband snoring.
She`s at the end of her long tether,
After thirty years together
She leaves for Piccadilly station,
Where the guards are all impatiently,
Coralling sleepy travellers,
Shop workers,bank managers.
Beauticians caked in make up.
Tired school children,yet to wake up.
Coppers in siZe thirteen boots.
Salesmen in...
Works in a cafe ,serving spam,
And beans,to builders in green vests,
All tattooed necks,and hairy chests.
She wakes at five a.m,each morning.
Leaves her work shy husband snoring.
She`s at the end of her long tether,
After thirty years together
She leaves for Piccadilly station,
Where the guards are all impatiently,
Coralling sleepy travellers,
Shop workers,bank managers.
Beauticians caked in make up.
Tired school children,yet to wake up.
Coppers in siZe thirteen boots.
Salesmen in...
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What did you do in the war,daddy?
What did you do in the war daddy?
sit me on your knee.
Tell me all the tales of how you fought to keep us free.
I know you were a hero from the medals that you`ve won.
The photos in the album standing proudly with your gun.
Tell me how our smart bombs blew apart those peoples homes.
Tell me how white phosphorus,stripped the flesh off their bones.
Did you see the adults crying?Did you hear the children scream?
Do the thoughts of dying,limbless babies,haunt you in your dreams?
Some people say that war is wrong,tell me that they`re lying. ...
sit me on your knee.
Tell me all the tales of how you fought to keep us free.
I know you were a hero from the medals that you`ve won.
The photos in the album standing proudly with your gun.
Tell me how our smart bombs blew apart those peoples homes.
Tell me how white phosphorus,stripped the flesh off their bones.
Did you see the adults crying?Did you hear the children scream?
Do the thoughts of dying,limbless babies,haunt you in your dreams?
Some people say that war is wrong,tell me that they`re lying. ...
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Love potion
Green and lovely sticky buddly,
spliff and hashcake, hubbly bubbly.
Creamy tasty chocolate cakey,
strawberry jam filled flakey pastry.
White rum,dark rum, lager frothy,
guinness,scrumpy,irish coffee.
Blonde and cuddly, cute or ugly,
small of talk and big of juggly.
Hot and spicy curry and ricey,
mango chutney, bloody nicey.
spliff and hashcake, hubbly bubbly.
Creamy tasty chocolate cakey,
strawberry jam filled flakey pastry.
White rum,dark rum, lager frothy,
guinness,scrumpy,irish coffee.
Blonde and cuddly, cute or ugly,
small of talk and big of juggly.
Hot and spicy curry and ricey,
mango chutney, bloody nicey.
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You`re as nice as a Wetherspoons breakfast
You`re as nice as a Wetherspoon`s breakfast,you are.
All the meaty bits are lean,
All the fleshy bits are yielding,
And when it`s laid out invitingly,no fat congeals round the bottom.
You`re as nice as a Wetherspoon`s breakfast,you are.
It`s hot,and cheap,
It doesn`t take long to come,
And it goes down well,every morning.
You`re as nice as a Wetherspoon`s breakfast,you are.
All the meaty bits are lean,
All the fleshy bits are yielding,
And when it`s laid out invitingly,no fat congeals round the bottom.
You`re as nice as a Wetherspoon`s breakfast,you are.
It`s hot,and cheap,
It doesn`t take long to come,
And it goes down well,every morning.
You`re as nice as a Wetherspoon`s breakfast,you are.
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high maintenance girl.
There she goes,high maintenance girl.
Is it lonely up there,looking down on the world?
Your dress is Armani,your bag, Jimmy Choo,
both of them fake,just like you.
When you enter the bar your playing to the crowd,
seeking attention,being that little too loud.
And you put on that voice that you think is so endearing,
to get what you want from the guys who are learing,
And buying you drinks,trying hard to impress.
In the hope of getting you drunk and undressed,
they dangle like puppets,each,to a man
drawn like moths to...
Is it lonely up there,looking down on the world?
Your dress is Armani,your bag, Jimmy Choo,
both of them fake,just like you.
When you enter the bar your playing to the crowd,
seeking attention,being that little too loud.
And you put on that voice that you think is so endearing,
to get what you want from the guys who are learing,
And buying you drinks,trying hard to impress.
In the hope of getting you drunk and undressed,
they dangle like puppets,each,to a man
drawn like moths to...
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I wannabe.
I wanna be famous,
i don`t care what for.
I`ll crawl round the room,like a cat,on all fours.
I`ll marry a footballer,
gargle with worms.
I`ll sit in a bath full of swine flu germs.
I`ll dance with a monkey,
drink my own pee,
i`ll strangle a kitten on live t.v.
I`d wrestle my mother,
fellate a tramp,
i`ll nail the end of my knob to a plank.
I`ll sleep in a camel,
juggle with cats,
i`ll live in the house ,with a bunch of twats.
I`ve got no skills,
but it wont stop me trying,
if...
i don`t care what for.
I`ll crawl round the room,like a cat,on all fours.
I`ll marry a footballer,
gargle with worms.
I`ll sit in a bath full of swine flu germs.
I`ll dance with a monkey,
drink my own pee,
i`ll strangle a kitten on live t.v.
I`d wrestle my mother,
fellate a tramp,
i`ll nail the end of my knob to a plank.
I`ll sleep in a camel,
juggle with cats,
i`ll live in the house ,with a bunch of twats.
I`ve got no skills,
but it wont stop me trying,
if...
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21st century lullaby
Hush,useless eaters,dont say a word.
Stop asking questions,get back in the herd.
Be good little sheeple,and stay in your pen.
Don`t make us bring out the wolf again.
Drink up your fluoride,have all your jabs.
Eat up this food thats been fucked with in labs.
Medicate your kids if they can`t follow rules
Side effects? they might take a rifle to school.
But don`t you bother thinking,we`ll tell you your views.
You`ll be sedated by soaps and scared by the news.
You`ll toil on your treadmills,file your tax forms correctly,
...
Stop asking questions,get back in the herd.
Be good little sheeple,and stay in your pen.
Don`t make us bring out the wolf again.
Drink up your fluoride,have all your jabs.
Eat up this food thats been fucked with in labs.
Medicate your kids if they can`t follow rules
Side effects? they might take a rifle to school.
But don`t you bother thinking,we`ll tell you your views.
You`ll be sedated by soaps and scared by the news.
You`ll toil on your treadmills,file your tax forms correctly,
...
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