Tyred Poems - Poems about Tyred

...The visceral pains were sharp, stinging and stern! She swallowed them, in the bloody biting bitterness. The gory talons of the fat obstetricians hung loose, Ready to clamour for the afterbirth, sa......Read the rest...

...I was a Butchers boy. I delivered peoples meat. I went round on a bicycle to save my aching feet. Some people liked our Pork Chops, and others they liked Lamb. You even got the customer......Read the rest...

...Me a pack-rat? Is you crazee? I gots me a path to walk, From one room to annudder So who is you to talk? I gotz at me fingatips Alls dat Eyes could kneed Like 1972 newspapers Which I ain't ......Read the rest...

...Who wants to see my poor tree A tree tease long in tooth? Who has the time To think in rhyme Before we all Do sink in rime To be so wrong in truth? Who wants to see my poor tree? To climb an......Read the rest...