Still suggesting there is a place for some cricketing rhymes in these Testing times?
In the land of lengthy cumulus curiosity amazed by the velocity of the atrocity
The crazed ferocity of ghoulish foolish monstrosity which blazed across the ditch
Where Off his Head did bewitch on the pitch so quick slick should've got a stitch
For what it's worth pithier levity aptly sums up the rum girth of the mirth of Perth
Travis’s temerity, depravity of sporting gravity, severity of brevity of Ashes rebirth
No devil may care, hoping us coping rightful heir not moping at the Gabba, repair
Dare to dream in Aussies’ despair lair ending their frightful mind bending nightmare
Cheers to elite broadsheet peers who it appears our fears, sneers, jeers & nadirs share
Ignore more hackneyed score from seedier bottom feeder media on tour, Go All Square!
Most so called world leaders have been abused.' Than eases the task of making
Them of use.' War is always the main ploy
The shop window , that can be employed.'
The display arranged, to entice.' Never a light
On the backdrop of velvety vice.' Its mostly
About (freedom and choice) from the medium,
With strident voice.' With the marrow of humanity's senses under-mined and some
Mantra ( that all will be fine') we are embarked
On another foray.. Three cheers for sound
Reason, now..we are off with a Hip..pip..pip and Hooray...'
The crush of reporters with mikes
the security entourage
Autograph-seekers, well-wishers
hand-shakers, selfie-fishers
On stage 24/7... with luck, for years
Careening 'career' ... jeers and cheers
~ ‘midst the booze veneer
There is no better enemy than ones’ loving family and friends
For it is they who know all the ifs' and where your troubles begin
No need to look outward but to only look within
The company of those that surprisingly come to mind
They who come around you either often or all the time
They say they’ll support and stand by You _ thick or thin
Truth is they’re only present _ to glorify your end
How else will they assure you’ll see their smirky sideways grin.
You’re prepared for your foes to come from where __ who really knows?
You know only heaven can tell what evils can compel
The force of ill-fate for you to partake
From their greed, jealousy, and hate
They’re astounded by your struggles, your turmoil, and your woes.
All the pleasure earned and reaped by no better foes
Strange isn’t it that when you crawl out from under your bed
No voices of cheers but sneers and jeers heard in its’ stead
Ridicule and mockery, should haves and could haves ...
If I’d known better; I surely would have _
Not confide in most of those around me.
For the last thing, I need _ is a better enemy.
!!!W10-09-20
Cow chips and a bottle of piss,
perfect snack for your unclean lips
Hitting the fan
is a stale sewer smell
The six-by-twelve
room you’re living in
is a cancer cell
flush next to a toxic landfill
All of your friends are burp babies,
bigoted bums like you
Empty box heads full of odd dumpster tools
They come to your putrid place,
where everybody knows their rotten name
They squat down next to your face,
drunkenly foaming out their shame
And the vomit dip is getting latrine low,
while louder is getting the salty pretzel bellows
Rowdy cursing cheers,
foul looking leers ...
The kinda place where
any self-respecting woman
don’t wanna be near
So pass around another profane cup of fermented piss,
refill the potty mouth bowl with some more cow chips
A room reeking of
sour yellow teeth and smacking brown lips
Here’s jeers to you and your pagan pals:
always leaving the lid up, never closing the door
Neanderthal nimrods who don’t love to spray,
cavemen walking barefoot on the chip crumbs filthy floor
Here’s jeers to you, Gonzo,
draped in dung gear gutter-stained gray
You and your fly down
Mesozoic slugs have yourselves a maggot day
Jibes flew across as sharp
jutting arrows stabbing
jolts chilling blood curdling
jarred sensibilities
Juxtaposed between sects
jagged edged racial slurs
jettisoned global peace
Contest Pleiades J
Six syllables in each line
date 4th March 2017
CHAMPAGNE CHEERS AND CHEAP BEERS JEERS
Cheers to women who bend over a chair
Jeers to ladies who won’t bare what their bodies ought bear
Hurray for every lady I lay
Hurrah for every bra that falls upon my floor
Praise to women going through a nympho phase
Applause for women who pause to f*ck me
I’m clapping for lovers who don’t have the clap
I’m giving a standing ovation for women who are not experiencing ovulation
I roar for every whore and horny woman
And Lord protect the lord of protection
Because their ain’t no maybes
I don’t need no f*cking babies
© 2012 copy write…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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