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Tuesday 13 April 2021

The Frozen Man....

Thick red blood,

running down my leg.

The shower looks like an abattoir,

Scalpel in hand,

The abscess erupts like a volcano,

Sending it's red hot blood lava,

shooting against the walls.

Why can I stick my finger,

into the hole so deep?

No nerves exist anymore,

My body is 100% scar tissue.

Blood clots,

Siding down the drain.

Pushing either side,

Squeezing every bit out.

Finally the bleeding stops,

Cleaned and sanitized.

Bandage and antiseptic.

I just wish I had enough blood,

To keep me warm.

I am a frozen man,

don't dare shake my hand.


© 2021 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

Saturday 10 April 2021

Prince Philip Is Dead

Oh dear the Duke of Edinburgh is dead,

So all go off, lower your flag, and bow your head.

Coz now all the radio stations n TV channels are dead,

But no1 talks Royal crime, n so many virgins force wed.

If you want, you can let yourself be a Royal subject,

But fuck that, I am a citizen, I am not anyone's subject.

The Royals are all above the laws they disrespect,

You'll never see Crown vs Crown, their crimes are unchecked.

If the Royals gave a shit, about any of their subjects,

They'd use their massive wealth and land, to lessen neglect.

Billions stashed in overseas banks, everyone would bet,

They could end world hunger, in a day, without a sweat.

Common law trials, have judged and convicted,

But Royals don't pay for crimes, they've certainly inflicted.

Missing kids in Canada, witnesses have depicted,

Kissing royal feet before disappearing, their crimes a sickness.

N the worse of all, is that I saw today at Aintree,

That tomorrow all of us fans, would be so lucky.

The Grand National will still go ahead, presenters so happy,

But fuck the royals, why do ppl worship them so badly.

They see themselves above all us serfs,

We pay taxes to them so they can travel the earth.

And never forget the Duke of E, was head of the WWF,

If reincarnated he would be a virus, n kill us all, end child birth.

So sorry Royal fans, go wash your Royal mugs n plates,

They've done nothing to ease our locked up pain, or help alleviate.

Maybe tourist traps, foreign fans always stand at Buck gates,

But go n watch that video of the naked man, jump out of a window to escape.

We don't know what goes on, in half their inbred heads,

N which Royal Charlie, used to take his butler to bed.

We do know that they r protecting Prince Andrew, from crimes ahead,

And we know they really believe, their royal lineage, comes from a real Godhead.



© 2021 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid