Incey Wincey spider
Climbed up inside ‘er
He said with a grin and a dance.
With his too long legs
In his too short shorts
And noticing his sandals
I was pleased with the stubbornness
That led to my lace ups.
Looking at the drainpipe, I replied
“Darth Vader’s willy”
The thought of the dark lord
Standing in the staffroom
Finding a hole in the wall
To dangle out his manhood
Was sufficiently silly
For the kid with the loudest laugh;
He thought I was the funniest.
Given the crown
Of the classroom clown
It may have lost the shine
Over time
But it was never dislodged.
2.24.2009
2.23.2009
Feet
I don't like feet
I never have
I think it's neat
we wear socks
day and night
and shoes on top
is only right
keep them hidden
I think we should
cos they're not up
to any good
I never have
I think it's neat
we wear socks
day and night
and shoes on top
is only right
keep them hidden
I think we should
cos they're not up
to any good
2.11.2009
Grey
Boring staid stupid
Grey
The colour to hate
School socks and school jumpers
Old people's hair and old people's minds
A suit and a shirt
Wheelchairs and crutches
The sky that traps us inside on a Sunday
Little me
Would be ashamed
Of the amount I adore
The simplicity
Of a grey woollen sweater
Grey
The colour to hate
School socks and school jumpers
Old people's hair and old people's minds
A suit and a shirt
Wheelchairs and crutches
The sky that traps us inside on a Sunday
Little me
Would be ashamed
Of the amount I adore
The simplicity
Of a grey woollen sweater
2.10.2009
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