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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 28, 2024 8:53:18 GMT
Yes! I feel pain and I bleed too
Just the same as anyone of you
Yet! There are days that just the sun's rays
Can change my mind in so many ways
Days when I can simply daydream
Days just trapped in a warm sunbeam
In a world where wonders do never cease
A world where dreamers can live in peace
A world where the newborn can throw our old books away
Where aggression and violence has had its final day.
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 28, 2024 21:09:15 GMT
My body is a bit like my old car
There's rather too many miles on the clock
It struggles to get out of first gear
It's really unreliable
It's very slow going uphills
With absolutely no chance of a long run
The shock absorbers are going
The brakes are slow to apply because my shoes/discs are worn
It slides all over the place in ice
It gets stuck in deep snow
It wobbles around corners
It rattles when going slowly
My back bumper sticks out to far
The body work has a lot of bumps and scratches
My insurance goes up annually
My headlamps are misty and very dim
It leaks oil, water and toxic gas
It needs a regular oiling
It needs The AA after high spirits
It failed it's annual mot
Now it needs a good wash down
And far more servicing that it has ever needed before
So it's costing a fortune now to maintain.
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 28, 2024 21:21:20 GMT
Take me to the park Dad
And put me on the swings
So that I can whoop and wheee!
With all the bliss it brings
Back to a time
When I was just a kiddie
A childhood when I was ignorant
Nothing could hurt me
When you were there to guide me
But knew I wouldn't listen
It's like I always had
A self destructing mission
A time when no one made promises
Because everyone had nowt
When we all helped each other
Without any doubt
When England had Summertimes
And Winter snow up to our knees
When everyone said thank you
Excuse me pardon and please
When school was like a prison
I learnt nothing and played the Berk
Waiting like every other lad
To be old enough to work
Ahh wishing my life away
Has gotten me where I am today
Sitting here like an old fool
With dreams of yesterday.
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 29, 2024 9:12:28 GMT
Why's everybody looking so glum
Because Spring's moved straight to Autumn
Flaming June's a damp squid again
Grey skys and voluminous rain
Seven bad Summers in a row
Forget Summer here's the Autumnal glow
Even fruit trees are in despair
As cooler temperatures cling to the air
All the floral shows are running late
The fire's still burning in the grate
England expects but doesn't receive
There's no warmer weather we believe
Here it doesn't matter what the season's say
Here every season is grey.
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 30, 2024 17:40:01 GMT
Jun 24, 2013.
There's a large patch of blue in the sky
But is it coming our way
There are clouds following close by
Will it rain who can say
Another Novemberish day
Right in the middle of June
It is like we've missed a season
With Autumn coming soon
Tomorrow is Wimbledon
With the Murray saga again
Perhaps they'll all have to learn
To play tennis in the rain
Mandela's hanging on
Although he's ninety four
Iam sure that he'd like to feel this rain
On his face outside once more....
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 30, 2024 17:45:51 GMT
Jul 15, 2013.
Well...it's certainly taken it's time
But Summer is finally here
Balmy days of finding shade
While sipping on ice cold beer
The ground is cracked and dry
The sky is blue above
Everything is rosy now
With England we are in love
Some of us are sat inside
So sudden is the heat
Sitting with fan on all day
Cooling our sweaty feet
I guess soon there'll be a hosepipe ban
With the silly talk of drought
A couple of weeks of Summer sun
Then all the bums and boobs come out.
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Post by rikiiboy on Apr 30, 2024 22:16:29 GMT
Scotland's considering independence
The Welsh are thinking of it too
But that won't make any difference
To the likes of me and you
Come rain or shine on this little island
We are all joined together like it or not
Let's leave segregation to other countries
Be happy with the unity we've already got.
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Post by rikiiboy on May 1, 2024 17:02:12 GMT
Hello and welcome to the UK
If you know how to claim you'll be OK
We've employed specialists,it's now the norm
Do let us know if you cant fill in a form
We print forms in languages that the locals cant read
It gives the space to feed them the bulls hit we feed
We now charge bedroom tax with no real alternative
We've nowhere smaller to move you so we'll tax where you live
We've sold off your water so expect a demand
For the profits and tax that should paid are in a foreign land
You can have an extortionate bill for your gas and lecky too
If you are a ciggie smoker we've a mill to put you through
Don't fill up you tank this week in your knackered old car
That tenner a week you used to put in wont get you very far
Watch out for the traffic wardens and the gatso behind the tree
For it'll flash you faster than an old cinema mackie (anyone at the back in a mack)
There's always the food banks when you've nothing to eat
Or now a big queue at the doctors and the A and E for a seat
You might even find a job and think that the pay is great
But the bills that come in every week will take the food off your plate
Still....stiff upper lip old chap this is just the British way
Keep sucking in and blowing while the air's free anyway?
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Post by rikiiboy on May 2, 2024 11:15:48 GMT
Don't let the night worry you
The darkness will soon go away
Tomorrow may not be a brand new start
But it will a brand new day.
Vexation changes nothing
If anything you will find
That it achieves nothing
It just scrambles up your mind.
It would be nice to get a blue sky
But a grey day can be happy too
There's a real feeling of elation
When you realise any good day will do.
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Post by rikiiboy on May 2, 2024 21:48:09 GMT
I guess there's a time
When we all follow a star
Well its time for nativity
So here we all are
Busy making cherub's
Working late at night
Thumbs sore from thimbles
Pressing with all our might
There's the baby Jesus
The star of Bethlehem
The donkey and the manger
Must remember them
Three wise men and gifts
Gold,frankincense and myhrr
Then there's the virgin Mary
A special halo for her
All the ragged shepherd's
Each with their own crook
Throw in a few wooly sheep
Just to get the look
Nearly forgot Joseph
The stable and the straw
Throw in a few candles
Now let the wild parents in the door.
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Post by rikiiboy on May 4, 2024 8:04:36 GMT
We see their faces everyday
As for some foolish war they went away
We hear their laughter and their moans
Alas not their dying groans
The immortal young
Selfless and strong
Confident and foolishly led astray
With a marching songs and bands that play
Eager just to pay the price
For folks at home that are not so nice
Who think freedom is an automatic right
For those that are unprepared to fight...
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Post by rikiiboy on May 4, 2024 18:23:32 GMT
A full moon dominates tonight
Casting radiantly creamy light
Strangely illuminating fields
Of tired crops,Winter yields
Visible marks upon a white face
That even the naked eye can trace
Hard to imagine humanity could spoil
By setting footsteps upon its soil
Best leave it alone to show
All, of its seductive glow
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Post by rikiiboy on May 5, 2024 21:48:48 GMT
Still I seek that warming wind
That rides the summer breeze
It stirs my bones stretching steps
As I whirl and twirl with ease
Chasing butterfly's that seem to float
Dodging my cupping hands
With an ever changing direction
Knowing nothing of their demands
Now I lay upon my back
With blue skys above
Chewing grass wasting time
Lost in this green world of love.
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Post by rikiiboy on May 6, 2024 12:47:14 GMT
Here comes the blue tit
Weaving and a bobbing
They're such a big hit
With the hob knobbing Robin
Here comes the Blackbird
With it's browner mate
As soon as their chicks have stirred
The hungry Magpie cannot wait
Here comes the Magpie
With it's beak in my bird box
With little wings it can still fly
Off,with any chick it clocks.....
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Post by rikiiboy on May 6, 2024 12:50:34 GMT
You get to a certain age
It's like you've turned a new page
No one seems to notice you
Your hair's gone grey your nose is blue
With dew drops hanging from your nose
You start to wipe them on your clothes
It's the simple things you miss most of all
No human contact makes the world seem small
Sometimes simple things can mean so much
Even just another human touch
Language is complex doesn't understand
The emotion felt, at the touch of a hand.....
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