Po Ate Tree
Random collections of words that sometimes rythme and losely labeled as Poetry.
I'm Old Skool with a K i'm Beastie Boys Public Enemy singing Bring the Noise Booyyzz I'm old skool with no h or c i'm Tiswaz not CBeebies i aint Silicone and Brazilians
The first time i ever saw your face I felt my myogenic muscular organ, begin to race caused by the Norepinephrine and the opiates within the limbic system of my brain.
If I had a hook where my arm should be would you hold it against me If I had a false leg would you run away with me If my lips were glued shut would you know what i was thinking
Old Brown Shoe Who did you belong to Someone called Derek, Brian or John Whoever it was is now long gone and left you on the side of the road without a leg to stand on.
If I had the time I would steal the stars and keep them in my pocket I would lie beside you hand in hand keep the monsters from your door and from those shining lights inside you'd see me
Run through the graveyard crack open these lies spray over the legend now broken and vilified lets Dig up Mother Teresa that nonce hiding witch spell it out with her bones cold hearted bitch
Under the belly of a dragon the swifts would return "Good times ahead", you’d say Next morning, we’d head for the woods walking on rainbows of bluebell and foxglove forging ahead