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There's a Virus

There’s a Virus

There’s a virus! Let’s go mental quick
Lock up your valuables they might get sick
There’s a virus! The media’s gone crazy
You'll lose your hair and you'll become lazy
There’s a virus! Let’s all run for the hills
Grab your coffins because they say it kills!
There’s a virus! Abandon the schools!
That’s brilliant the government likes fools!
There’s a virus! Please give it a rest!
It kills the elderly if they don’t wear a vest!
There’s a virus! It’s just like last year
But the media love it because you're filled with fear!
There’s a virus! All right! crawling on all fours!
I’ll live like a hermit and won't go outdoors
There’s a virus! Well I’m ready to go!
I don't believe this over hyped, media show!
There’s a virus! But it’s now on page ten
There's something new and it all starts again!


David Cox  10/03/20

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2020



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One More Day

One more Day

Life is pointless, let’s end it all.
I'm not Brad Pitt and you’re not Lauren Bacall.
I drive a forklift and you stack shelves.
We’re only two inches, taller than elves.
End this misery, let’s call it a day.
No reason to live on our monthly pay.
Don’t give me that smile and don’t pat my back.
I’ve nothing to give you, there’s so much I lack.
Don’t bring me coffee and stare in my eyes.
And I won’t bring you flowers, as a surprise.
Stop telling me we can do it, life will change soon.
Stop reaching for the stars - promising the moon.
You know it’s useless, nothing will change.
We’re doomed for mediocrity - is that so strange?
Stop those sparkling eyes and beautiful smile.
We’re poor and we are hungry, bills in a pile.
Don’t cuddle me in bed, to take away the pain.
Don’t be so optimistic when you try to explain.
Life is my burden, it’s weighing me down.
But you stand there smiling, you never frown.
Perhaps tomorrow, will be better than today.
Your love has convinced me, so I promise to stay

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2020

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Sean

Sean

I met a man with enthusiasm to spare 
He was over fifty with not much hair
But with his mouth racing 
And his brain in gear, 
I just couldn’t stop listening and
Wanting to hear. 
It was a breath of liquid Fuel. 
Like a super charged gust that boosts
Acceleration and kills all rust. 
It gave me hope and replaced All fear. 
He was a gift and he was sitting here….

When he left I wanted him back, because he
Taught me a lesson 
About the thing that I lack
The thing not in my possession. 
He’d cured me for life 
Or was it an hour coz when he left
I was a teetering tower. 
And slowly and slower my apathy returned
The fires went out 
Which my soul had burned
And then came the doubt 
It will never occur
And I went to sleep 
And started to snore
I wish I could see him every day, 
Don’t get me wrong I’m not gay, 
But the fire that burned
And the passion he gave 
Is now locked in a cabinet 
A rusting, tin grave. 
And I’ve lost the key!

David Cox 5/4/18

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I'M Normal, Get Over It

I’m normal, get over it!

I don’t wear women’s clothes
Pout my lips or paint my toes
I don’t eat twenty cakes a week
Or do a selfie and show my cheek
I haven’t tatts all over my body
And crying all day’s not my hobby
I don’t have a fashionable label
I don’t believe all I watch on cable
I wasn’t bullied at secondary school
I don’t wear sandals and a cagoule
I never show my feminine side
My hard drive has nothing to hide
I haven’t got a flag as far as I know
I don’t like people who call me bro
I’ve never kissed a man or petted a pet
I’ve done nothing I really regret
I haven’t a beard, I like a shave
I’m perfectly normal, my name's Dave

David Cox 01/09/22

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2022

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In Recession

In Recession

We are hitting a recession
I’m in deepest depression
Prices increasing all the time
Even politicians turning to crime
	
We’re all going down the pan
brother sister woman and man
Still nice to see BP doing well
Making record profits so’s Shell

Still it’s not all doom and gloom
if you’re unable to heat a room
Skip a few meals pay the rent
When you’re homeless buy a tent 

Mortgage rates up, pay’s down
Catch a bus and head for town
Get a dog and an empty can
Kitted out to beg, now that’s a plan!

David Cox 04/08/22

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Nil Poi

Nil Poi!
Nil poi, shove it under there.
Nil Poi, coz we don’t really care.
Nil poi, we are quite elated.
Nil poi, we are vaccinated.
Nil poi, it’s fixed, and it’s done.
Nil poi, but we’re still number one.
Nil poi, you all used our tongue.
Nil poi, with bad diction, bad song.
Nil poi, again Europe’s in tatters.
Nil poi, we win when it matters.
Nil poi, so what’s all the fuss?
Nil poi, you’re nothing without us!
Nil poi, nil poi, nil poi, nil poi,
Nil poi, nil poi, nil poi, nil poi!!!!!

David Cox 22/05/21

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2021

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Sunny Afternoon

Sunny afternoon
There we sat, a sunny afternoon
The barbie lit, not quite enough flame
Her father fans it, wife tries to explain
Happy families. Two language game
I’ve nothing in common, forgotten their name.

I let my self go, release my sarcastic mood
We’re all inane smiles personified polite
He’s waving at the barbie dust on the food
My wife hangs on to her rage a soaring kite
Mother and son know not the time to be rude

Daughter-in-law’s parents, peasants afar
My stepson, squirming, cursing his luck
New allies for her, from now on life will suck
Mum kisses his head, he’s her pride and joy
His life’s anonymous, she cuddles her boy.

David Cox 21/05/22

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Boy With a Skateboard

Boy With a Skateboard.

Her heart pounds, the cup in trembling hand
The waitress assures he’ll be here soon
The minutes pass like hours
Her face doesn’t betray her anxiety
Putting herself out there
Easily hurt, another sip of time passes.

His cap is fashionably back to front
Skateboard in hand, wheels facing out
Too old to be surfing the path, surely?
His nonchalance might be a show
Her pretty eyes deserve more, but
She’ll put up with his childish
Hobby for now.

He leaves, another show of dominance
Mutters something about sitting outside
She stays, finishes the coffee. Her cup’s
Drained. Unable to fight, her phone
To her ear. In he comes and they speak
Face to face on the phone. He picks up
His skateboard, I can’t see but imagine her 
Eyes rolling skyward, thinking will he
Ever grow up? Probably not, but she’ll
Carry on for now.

David Cox 23/04/22

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2022

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I Live In England

I live in England

My country is not in Google
No one recognises the name
I go under United Kingdom
And no one can explain

I live in the green and pleasant land
Rule Britannia and god save the king
But it’s done underhand
When I look there is nothing

France, Germany, Italy and Spain
Are all allowed to use their name
Mention England the barriers raise
I am as English it’s not a phase

My country is England
I live on my land
I am not Great Britain
Or UK so I say out loud
I live in England
It’s like a swear word
I have never harmed anyone
This name BAN is absurd. 

David cox 24/02/23

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2023

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Absence of a Sibling

Absence of a Sibling

I always imagined you’d call me
Want to spend time, Sunday dinner
All meet up for a birthday, Christmas
Just thought you’d pop in, child in arms
Imagined all of us on a rowdy sofa
Shaking with laughter, cries of joy
Sometimes tears on a shoulder, pats
On the back, celebrate the good times

But then I changed all that
Made a moment for me, selfish?
Stopped the suffocation, took a breath
Looked over the parapet, chanced
When the deep understanding formed
Realised no matter what, you’d never call
I was wasting away a loveless life.
Now and again, we pretend, nod and chuckle
Forget the past and the absence. 
Avoid the truth, pretext a happy family 
But we’ll never have Sunday dinner
With a Christmas cake or Easter bunny
Be honest, will we?

David Cox 07/10/22

Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2022

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