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Monday, 13 April 2026

Spider

Spider, spider, sticky web,

Clever creature, never forget.

One day you will be wrapped in his silk.

Stuck helpless as he covers you up.

Clueless and lonely for help.

He crawls over you with intent.

Tying you up entirely,

Anesthetised you stare blankly out.

That spider put you where he want,

Your soon going to be his snared eat.

So beware of that sticky little spider, spider.

An 8 eyed crawly assasin.

You'll never escape his web.

Everyone ends up trapped.

So just accept your fate.

Sunday, 12 April 2026

Dying

I got told I'm going to die,

Didn't even feel a tear cry,

Was blacked out in Clapham Station,

Til a good mate saved my life.

I got no blood inside me,

Lost so much weight I'm tiny.

Stuck in a familiar ward again,

Can't walk without getting grimy.

The doctors are the usual twats,

Really need to wear dunces hats.

I can't talk to them as their nobs,

But their thinkings really whacked.

I don't really care if I die,

It will be a court surprise.

I just want to get my book out,

So people knew I was alive.

So I'm just wasting away,

Too many meds stop my play.

I need to get on my laptop,

But I'm goofed out every day.

Friday, 3 April 2026

Ignorance

Out of ignorance we worshipped many a God,

From Olympus, Zeus ruled with an iron rod.

From Babylon, Hebrew's copied tyrannical myths,

And turned humans into an evil mob.

The Devil walked upon us with no fear,

From the time of Seth, Mithas and Sophia,

My Gnostic host was stolen from Greek tales,

And created into a mystery creature.

I don't cross any four step square,

Or have a 33rd degree handshake to share.

They say, "As above, so below",

For some it's all they care.

From Christian rule came the dark ages,

Burnt Alexandria down and stole vast pages.

The Vatican library holds many secrets,

Vast ancient knowledge held in cages.

Those Jesuit assassins for Rome,

Inquisitions killing far from home.

Masons and: Illuminati caused revolutions,

And contolled souls since, we've only known.

Wednesday, 1 April 2026

Wallpaper

You've torn it off,

N you've ripped it off,

Now its blood sport,

So you better run sport.

My best knifes out,

So I'll cut ur hearts out.

Hang em round my neck,

In a chain of disrespect.

But you better run fast,

Coz i throw my darts fast.

You've taken my paper away,

N now my demons on display.

I'll kill each one slow for fun,

Let lil Tommy see Daddy burn.

Blowing each one to dust,

You can try hide if you must.

You tore my skins wallpaper apart,

Now my essence is cast.

So whats keeping me here,

I got no fucking idea.

Tuesday, 31 March 2026

Wibble Wobble

Noodle foodle,

Get a poodle,

In a moodle,

Messy Skrew do.

Wibble wobble,

Puke on cobble,

Got no stubble,

Money trouble.

Legs on bed,

Better dead,

Chatter head,

Words never read.

So ribble dribble,

Just 4 Scribble,

Crunchy pibble,

For Constable Dibble.

Poppin smarties,

With no parties,

Lights off shortly,

Sick n poorly.

My Air flight,

Dog fight,

Inner might,

Im up all night

Wobbly heart ache,

For Gods sake,

Ill take a break,

It's final take.

Saturday, 28 March 2026

Cap Crap

Dressed smart, clean shave, n sat back,

But 2 the shrink I was a scruff in a cap,

I've never worn one, everyone knows that,

But didn't stop his report, full of crap.

Bur I'm always running late for appointment,

A societal n parental disappointment.

On the search for magic ointment,

To stop the pain in my knee joint.

Got rotting bones from inside,

And from the agony theres no hide.

Couldn't top myself when I tried,

N doubt anyone cared if I died.

So I'm stuck on this roundabout,

With no one there to help me out.

I get in trouble without a doubt,

So carry my briefs digits all about.

Coz this shits gonna come 2 an end,

Its twisted me round every tight bend.

Got no final address 2 send,

The last letter to write at the end.

So shake the bell on that tree,

Coz one day you'll stop seeing me.

It will happen quite suddenly,

Just be prepared for my tradgedy.

Sunday, 1 March 2026

Sitting Around

I'm just sitting around,

Pounding the ground.

Got too many fears,

To go walking in town.

Social workers ring,

Sayin I need help to think.

But got briefs and lawyers,

And trouble with shrinks.

No one wants to fix my arm,

Guess they think it's self harm.

But no one tried the obvious,

Now I'm left to rot in the farm.

We're all stuck in a human zoo,

Thinking we control what we do.

But we're in a 3D video game,

Zombified robots with no clue.

So I'm sitting around,

Just pounding my ground.

I'm just slipping away,

Into a dream, with no sound.