I found a white silk scarf On a hot summer’s afternoon In a waiting room painted green

Millie sat beneath the sky trees The park was so small and gentle She could feel its human warmth

It is always an identical emotion After a high a chasm appears Which is hard to deal with As I find only blind warnings

angels do not live on earth they do not feel the dusts of the summer soils between their toes you are just an ordinary girl with ideas above your station you are not an angel but a glowing red poppy lost in a field of golden corn

My brother was a well known artist Who is known for his ultra realist nudes I have actually have one of his nudes hanging on my wall My brother and I are very close and we share many things Although I do give Janice a wide berth as she is in the habit Of walking […]

I have never really liked zoos Its is all bit cruel I think One minute you are out in the bush Eating Swiss tourists And next you are in some fucking zoo With millions of kids taking photographs of your arse But Dennis and Deidre love zoos And nag Jayne and Billy No Mates To […]

Yesterday I walked along The Pilgrims Way Deep in the Kent countryside It was not a long walk Hardly a walk at all Through part of a village In an area commonly known As the Garden of England Yet it made me happy Which was to my advantage

It is the small things that happen That makes you feel the worth Of the long summer dry days Yes terday I found a book With an illustration Of a lonelyrabbit On its colourful face

I must say that I get rather irritated When people moan at the hot weather Just count the cold days you cunts They outnumber the hot ones Two billion billion two one Normally it is because you are too fat God did not make you fat and unattractive Really before you started stuffing your face […]

I have a number of good friends Who keep notebooks Without any content I am exactly like them Which is a sad affair As I thought I would be different