Fragments

There's something tragic about a tank without a fish,
A meal without a dish,
And a life without a wish.

Buy me a hat,
And take my photo at the seaside,
And feed my words back to me disguised as your own,
And we'll miss the boat.

I am going to hug the fuck out of you.

Half a beard is rather weird,
But half a mind is taken in stride.
Beards and mind collide.

It can be easier to pretend to be somebody else,
When you're not happy in yourself.
But as the headache fades it gets harder,
So don't take the pill.

A vial of green goo,
Why would anyone drink that?
You're full of red goo.

There once was a man called Idoo,
Who featured in a haiku,
He was a little bit arty,
and boring at parties,
And nothing about him would do.

Even kings have to eat.

Crass. Crass. Crass. Crass. Crass. Crass. Crass. Crass.

I do not think they will sing for me.