Come With Me

I see you
In these words you gave
Come talk to me
For one week
Let us thrash, bully, heimlich
The thoughts from you
I don't want to hear you talking
Like someone who
Already exists
If you can't take the punches
I can't read the words

Westminster Fried Chicken

Chicken in a burger
Chicken in a bucket
Chicken on the bone
So you can lick and suck it
I can't believe they don't have a veggie option

We can remove the lettuce
Add some extra mayo
Anything you want
All you have to do is say so
I can't believe they don't have a veggie option

Would you complain
If every single eatery
Had this many options
Of savoury meatary
I can't believe they don't have a veggie option

The choice on offer
Should be held dear
Don't take it for granted
It wasn't always here

A nugget
A swizzler
A bucket
A twizzler

I know they're all chicken
It doesn't really matter
The people must love it
Because they're getting fatter

They don't want veg
(If they did they'd ask)
If they wanted more
They'd put us to task

But there would be a mutiny
A government under scrutiny
If all we had to eat
Was chicken greased
In different ways

As I make my choice
In the WFC booth
I find myself thinking
I can't believe there's no veggie option

Rejects Union

nannies and goats
weasels and stoats
apples and throats
horses and oats
castles with moats
monkeys in coats
with musical notes
all met up
in john o groats
after being rejected
by noah's boats

Beard

I can't help feeling
there is something deeper
to the fact that I am unable to
grow a full beard
maybe
it is a sign that i am not yet a fully mature adult
I don't want a beard though

When

When you gonna need me?
When you gonna want me?
When you gonna ask me?
When you gonna
When you gonna
When you gonna
When you gonna
When, when, when, when
When you gonna take me?
When you gonna claim me?
When you gonna have me?
When you gonna break me?

Stamp Collecting

A boy asked, 'Do you collect stamps?'
'Yes!' came the excited reply.

Ouch.

The boy asked again, menacingly, 'Do you collect stamps?'
'No.'
'Well here's one to start your collection...'

Ouch.

'Do you collect stamps?' the boy asked the smallest of his three targets.
'I have completed my collection.'

Oh.