To make it on the stage, in this day and age,
I'm convinced, Contacts and Clout are what it's all about.
Woke up this mornin', feelin' all washed out,
went down to the local drugstore, for a bottle of Clout,
the druggist he said, 'Sorry son, we're all sold out.'
Woke up this mornin', feelin' all turned about,
went to my family Doctor, gotta have a bottle of Clout,
he said, 'Ya gotta go cold turkey, you'll have to go without.'
There's no doubt about it, I need a bottle of Clout,
gonna shout about it, 'What d'ya think I need?
'Well, yes indeed, I need me a bottle of Clout.'
Woke up this mornin', feelin' such self-doubt,
went to the nearby Grocer, said, 'Gimme a bottle of Clout.'
She said, 'I'd like to help ya boy, but now, ya just struck out.'
Woke up this mornin', feelin' all burned out,
went to the downtown Dealer, to score a bottle of Clout,
he said, 'You're outta luck man, there's none of it about.'
Yeah, it's an affliction, wish I could lose,
it's my addiction, I got them mean ol' bottle of Clout blues.
shall i fly madly and pop more pills ~ or keep walking straight off the hills
either way my trip has chills ~ coming down off a high’s the part that kills
A roast turkey sat on the table,
He would have flown off,
If he was able.
The humans put a stop to that.
When they filled him with stuffing,
Then lathered his breast with fat.
He wished he was a chicken today,
After they plucked his feathers,
He'd run away.
But he wasn't chicken, not at all,
He was a turkey,
Proud and tall.
Turkeys have got used to strife,
They are hard to beat.
Until they see that sharp carving knife,
As those turkey breeders start to eat.
Gobble Gobble, without a thought
For that poor defenceless bird
Or of the anguish, their feast had brought,
Without a Turkey word.
Can I be seeing what I think I am seeing?
Those who would have sold their own grandmother,
Before the outbreak,
Now enduring the cold for the sake of the old turkey,
Those whose limbs were so jerky,
Surviving on beef jerky for the sake of the old turkey.
And am I seeing yet other turkeys who never met a wild turkey,
That was not liquid in a bottle,
Appearing stone cold sober for the sake of one old turkey.
If this happening then, those who refuse to let any Turkey feel the cold,
Even though for some it could mean they will grow old,
Must be in self isolation and unable to see who is getting cold.
As for the drug lords,
It may be their turn to feel limbs that are jerky,
Now that they have run out of beef jerky,
And no longer able to grab hold of a Turkey.
Now dreaming of places where they turn the Key,
As their only hope, if they want to become an old turkey.
Trumpets blared from orifices hidden
Awaiting his doom, the prince was bidden
To enter the dark hole of all things unknown
Suppressing a shriek, he unplugged his phone
I lost a month of my life.
Being sick or injured can do that to you.
I could spend another month pouting
But I choose to try to regain my energy and be alive.
I went off my pain pills – cold turkey.
I went off my anxiety pills – cold turkey.
Here is what my doctor said to me.
“You went off both cold turkey?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“When was this?”
“Two days ago.”
“Well, don’t go off the other pills cold turkey or you’ll have a seizure.”
Wouldn’t that have been nice to know a little bit
ahead of time?
turkey sandwiches
until the end of the month …
that bird was just huge!
28/12/17
We are at a post war crisis
where housing people has no longer huge value
under this budget scheme electric goes up
this is after they said their would be cheaper power
with wind farms creating competition
Now this is one of the lies of our century
fake news claiming that families are 20 euro's better off
researching facts before printing garbage
that only brainwashes a few lose cannons
When insurance has almost doubled crippling the poorer people
Then if a car is over their stated age they can name their price
petrol goes up three cents before the budget
under researched facts claiming it's for Texas
shamefully when the gallon only costs two dollars fifty
deceit is playing with the deck here
With hikes in many fields people are worse of in absolute facts
as wages have fallen to an all time low
let's tell your news with researched facts
Before the budget they put 3 cents on the petrol and derv
using Texas as an excuse when we do not even get our oil from there
under certain facts this government is totally corrupt
giving themselves another pay rise push the dagger in
for running our country and it's people into the ground
If love is like a drug, as said,
I guess she must have made me high;
this junkie took his fix in bed
and thought, I'm hooked until I die.
But after highs, I hit a low,
and craved her loving drug again;
one awful day, she told me 'no':
I'd never felt such wretched pain.
I did cold turkey for a while
and begged her for another fix:
no love, no kisses, nor a smile;
she said, 'I'm sick of turning tricks.'
My memories are clouded, black,
of love that made my life a hell;
but now I'm clean and can't go back:
addiction's over; all is well.
for Sara's Love Heroin contest
When you quit smoking, you always go cold turkey and you become very mean.
Every time you try to quit, you turn into a monster when you go without nicotine.
The last time you quit, you threw the microwave and hit me in the head.
I was out for days, the doctor thought that I was dead.
You washed my clothes in gasoline and when I put the on, you lit a match.
You become a ***** when you quit cold turkey, use a damn nicotine patch!
(This is a fictional poem)
And now and then eager lips
Give way to trips
But then again a composed mind
Tries to bind.
so think
maybe i'm not simple like you
my mind shifts through differing opinions
without relying solely on one
there are millions of people residing within me
sorry, my priorities are fixed
i am pinned to fences
a crucifixion
i am left weary, with no comprehension
of the measly tasks of
getting a raise
moving up
building a family
3 cars parked in a beautifully paved driveway
i'd kiss you
but you're just so f---ing beautiful
i'd drop then catch you
without even so much as wincing
if i thought it'd amuse you
but you're not amused
and i am reclused
burdened with this sideways curse
and everyone, a condescending salesman
out to chip in to further their means
but i can smell the mice from the rats
and the mice don't bite... as hard
and honey, you're little but a rodent
a barely noticeable pain in my side
so so sorry to bring ya down
but my world is so much bigger than lost love
and lust unrelenting
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