Inventor
I was thinking of things I could invent
Something for people to use
I came up with a thing called shatnav
Helping drivers to find nearest loos
I developed a robot doll called lazy
But it never worked
Just like my all wool kagoul
And my see through polythene shirt
My shed is my place of deep thought
It’s where I reinvent many wheels
I put photographs of food on dinner plates
Tried to sell them as really fast meals
I created a loud hailer that was silent
So no one could hear a thing
I catered for imaginary weddings
Where couples wore invisible rings
I invented the worlds greenest car
Designed to look just like a bike
I particularly like my self walking boots
So no one has to take a hike
I made the world’s tiniest thief
Small enough to get inside human ears
There’s so much time to be saved
Stealing other peoples great ideas
But above all I must give a mention
To my thought train in its station
Creating requires some insanity
And uncontrollable imagination
©SJ2009 from ping poetry –microwaveable rhyming in minutes

Comments
insertponceyfre... | September 15, 2009 - 21:37
thank you for making me laugh
smokejack | September 16, 2009 - 07:36
'the world would be a better place if the parents had to eat the sprouts'
my pleasure insert! the world needs more of us to laugh!
Liked your prostitute tale by the way. I was once duped into ferrying a lady of the evening to London when I was 17 and had an ocean behind my ears...but that's another story. Good luck with your work it's very good.
insertponceyfre... | September 16, 2009 - 10:41
...thank you for reading my story - I like your other poem too, with the ideas about redirecting bombs (all excellent ones)
I was only 15 when the prostitute story happened and i think the ocean between my ears was probably just as big as yours. Still - nothing ventured nothing gained though : )
sarah wilson | September 17, 2009 - 08:06
Very enjoyable poem smokejack:)