Poem: Grandad

My grandad had a hacksaw with teeth just like a shark, I put it in my backpack when we visited the park. I threw it in the pond but the hacksaw didn't swim, It had teeth like a shark but it didn't have the fins.   My grandad had false teeth as straight as piano... Continue Reading →

Poem: What on Earth?

Desperate for likes and nominal friends, Swallowing whole what the T.V. says, But never a thought for how it all ends, What on earth are we doing?   Not happy with plenty, only with more, With no idea what we are here for, As long as we’re better than the man next door, Where on... Continue Reading →

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