SKЯ3W

Skr3w, screw, barney McSkrew,

Screw them all and screw u too,

Been in a screw job n not 2 few,

Diablo witch screwed r whole crew.

Coz a screws a joe pullin u out of bed,

Stand by the wall put ur hands on ur head,

Open ur pockets and spins out ur bed,

A tru screw never 4gets a word uve said.

Coz a screw in the jaws pain u can't ignore,

Dental abcess my raw jaw is sore,

Too many meds n the floor is my whore,

N I can't even KO headbutting the door.

Coz a screw under my tyre is nothing new,

A skank neighbours plan n I've had a few,

Stuck roadside wiv nothing to do,

Ur wallets blank n ur mates r too.

Coz a screw on a driver is a tool jus right,

Always beware of that tool in a fight,

Plunge that shank n rotate it tight,

Bein pulled close as ur pupils unlight.

Coz a screw with a bird cud be overdue,

It could be the best screw u never knew,

Unthread ur stress the best u can do,

Unpop ur cork as ur nads turn blue.

Coz a screw aint a nail still I nailed it gd,

If u had to Google then u misunderstood,

That the thread of this Scr3w was meant 2 b good,

It only rhymes becoz I Skrewed it good.

© 2020 Rob Reid in pain after the dentist put a filling on top of an abscess!

Reflect

I hate to reflect,

On years of neglect,

Nothing exciting to expect,

Except to win a good bet.

The hospitals are wrecked

A huge World War 2 debt,

We can never forget,

Being forced to face death.

So what is up next,

My last year on this wreck,

I'm a class A suspect,

An act of legalese to respect.

So I choose and select,

So many half finished projects,

A crap World to dissect,

Keep our leaders spot checked.

So I write and inspect,

All the lies I detect,

The evil I expect,

And sinners dots to connect.

Brain full of intellect,

A legacy to protect,

Don't want to die in regret,

So I'm pressing reset.

© 2025 - All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

Xmas Day

Music wakes me softly,
I rise from darkness to dress.
Champagne and croissants for breakfast,
Now it's time to act impressed.

Pressent wrapping discarded carelessly,
Watching others get gifts they want.
I don't have the money I used to,
And these days I don't get gifts to flaunt.

Alcohol and drugs are my only relief,
A gift I have to give to myself.
Beer is too fizzy I now prefer Whisky,
And I have no time for blasai shows of wealth.

The dinner is the highlight of my day,
Crackers pulled like turkey bones snapped.
I want to stay drinking n eating forever,
I have no time for the TV show crap.

Eastenders drives me crazy,
Why watch misery and death?
I go in the kitchen with Dad n Whisky,
We watch a film n drink without wretch.

Then it's upstairs to bed n a bang,
If I don't wake tomorrow I don't care,
Coz the next month's time is shit,
And I won't have a penny to spare.

@ 2025 - Robert Reid - All Rights Reserved

Stuck In A Room

Once up a time, 

Stuck in a room. 

A cobweb of death,

The spiders loom.

Covered in wirey thread, 

I read a dusty book. 

It was a book of death, 

As I lay on misery's hook. 

I've been here before, 

Eons time ago. 

A place of darkness, 

Flickery neon glow. 

Was a place I'll be again, 

Waiting for you here.  

In the black coal air, 

Spun round in fear.

Sound and light fade,

As I prepare once again.

To enter the room of death,

A final place of pain.

@ 2025 - All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid