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Don't!

Don’t!

Don’t put your thoughts on paper
Don’t dare to think out loud
Don’t express on social media
Don’t put them up in cloud

Don’t criticize the useless
Don’t voice a point of view
Don’t flex your vocal cord
Don’t think you’re immune

Six burly officers are coming
Because of something you said
They crash the door early morning
And they’ll tear you from your bed

They’ll whisk you down the bridewell
Slam you in a six foot by eight
The CID will make you confess
About all the things that you hate

You can shop lift for a past time
Carry a machete along the road
Threaten cut all white throats
And never do as your told

Keep your gob shut firm and tight
Take the pen and put it down
Don’t tweet early morn or late night
Decent is only for a clown.

David Cox 29/03/25

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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

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Eight Years Old

Eight Years Old

I’m eight years old, nearly nine
But I’ll never get there
There’s not enough time
I’m a delinquent youth
Trapped in an old body
I’d still love a trainset
Though I am a fuddy duddy.
Clothes at Christmas, but
I feel slightly miffed
I wanted a gadget
For my Christmas gift.
New headphones, or
A new guitar, set of drums
You’re right it’s really bazaar.
My wife understands
She married a boy
Who has grey hair
And prefers a toy
I’m sixty-six next month
It seems unreal
Fifty-eight years older
Than I feel

David Cox 02/01/2023

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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

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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

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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

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If I Was a Seagull

If I Was a Seagull

If I was a seagull
I wouldn’t have a bank account
I wouldn’t watch misery on TV
No concerns about the economy
Prices rising constantly.
I’d have my own nest
And wouldn’t need to upgrade
Or downsize. My kids would
Leave home naturally.
I’d find enough to eat everyday
I wouldn’t gorge and put on weight
I’d go wherever I desired
I’d be able to sleep when tired.
If I was seagull, I’d be able to swim
Walk and fly. Leave excrement on
Passers-by, laugh and squawk at will.
There’d be no lingering death if ill.
No coffin and false funeral
No religion and propaganda
No investigations by Panorama
No sex abuse by the clergy
No exams, no measurable stress
No jealousy, no hate, no misery
I’d be able to have sex, obviously
No bullying, bulimia, autism or 
Dyslexia. I’d suffer from tourrettes
But never need the vets,
No Shakespeare, no poetry
The odd cat might worry me.
If only I was seagull.

David Cox 08/08/22

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The Soothsayer

She grabbed my hand and turned it palm up
Stated the obvious and read leaves from a cup
A sigh came from her heavy breast
I thought I’d offer her a test.

I was married, I began, to a woman, not a man
An eyebrow raised as she formed a quick plan
You’ll marry again, written in your palm
I wasn’t excited, but remained, strangely calm

Revelation after revelation; this woman’s good
At stating the obvious, just as she should
I looked intently, asked will I have a child?
Definitely more than one, her eyes were wild

You’ll live in a mansion with a wonderful lass
You’ll meet your soul mate, I’m not being crass
Children will fill every spare room
Laughter will echo, love will bloom

The soothsayer, finished on a positive note
I crossed her palm and put on my coat

David Cox 01/03/23

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Every Door

Every Door

Every door hides a quandary.
That includes yours and mine
No one has the perfect dream
Everyone’s swimming upstream.
Every soul should be protected
Most of them are neglected
All your friends hope you fail
No such thing as a plain sail
Living life is in a mine field
Struggling on, never to yield.

Every day there’s a crisis
Your boss isn’t the nicest
Have you forgotten your black tie?
A failure never knows why
The knives are ready and waiting
Get a new app for your dating
All the women are over Botoxed
Want a picture of your sock box
The pressure's coming to the boil
You’re living in springs coil.

And it’s all down to you
Nothing in life is new
This is it, there’s nothing more
It’s all been done before
From the Romans to the present day
Torture till you slip away
Insecurities are all in your mind
Step outside and you'll find
Your life doesn't lie in tatters
Because nothing matters

Guaranteed you won’t pull through
There’s nothing you can really do!

David Cox 27/02/23








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After School Tutor

After School Tutor.

They want my blood, to hunt me down.
Their opinions formed with a frown.
Don’t need facts. Believe what’s told.
But here’s the truth, black and bold.

I have a weekly hour with your child.
To undo the mess the school’s compiled
I work and coach, with little gratitude.
Your child’s education has been screwed.

I teach the illiterate, how to write.
But parents want success over night.
Never blame schools for a wasted day
Blame the firefighter, for whom they pay.

Convention says school’s way is correct!
I prove them wrong, whatever next?
I look down, with smug, smiley eyes.
Teach them to read, spell and analyse.


David Cox 20/04/23