I'm sleepy as heck
trying to play gummy drop
I'm tired of being up this late
far far into the wee hours of dawn.

Ohh! I'm rocking to the right
and rocking to the left
awaken by my body motion
which kept me from falling to the floor.

I think I'll call it "lights out"
and say "good nighty night"
with my stylus in hand I'm played
gummy drop on my iPhone with the sandman.

I hope I'll win level 17
with these five remaining moves
to complete this game
then I'll fall a sleep.
Before its too late

I have this knew and reel good friend
he's come too help me with my rights
my poems and my prose, shortly
will aspirate too grater heights

I now know longer kneed worry
if weather I have spilt things write

I can rely on my knew friend
to watch four me four for spilling slights
sew now my talent will a crew
and I'll right stuff of pure delights

with not a care I might mis-do
(and know kneed now four dumb re-rights).

out the window
pitchforks rise
village torches, fear blown eyes

be you queer
or Mohammed
allied hysterics weave the thread

god’s own drones
will not give way
the holy bank note’s here to stay

and while the hate
is seeping in
divisive plans are underpinned

the war machine
your faithful friend
has nothing for you in the end

Lady Knight, Knights of Chivalry
Soul passion, her creation, her discernment
her inherent talent, arts and technology
She strived to attain knowledge from the Internet.

During her virtual interaction she met a feminist scientist
name Samantha.

Then Lady Knight resigned from Chivalry
Burnt her bra in a fit of revelry
and spent her talent chasing the science
of pendulum swing and the associated relevance

Till disease do us part
There are only three diseases
maybe four
may be some more
which we all here are afraid of

one is dementia
second Alzheimer’s
third Parkinson’s
fourth Cancer
fifth and finally
lungs going, going, gone

in no desired order!

F = Father
M = Mother
B = Baby
D = Daughter

F
I am the mayor mister clump
and don't forget the mister
lest I give your ears a thump
thus raising a blood blister.

M
I am the lovely Mrs Clump
with red hot womanly wiles.
Hubby thinks that I'm top trump
'til he sees my ghastly piles.

B
Goo, goo, goo, goo
baby boy.
Just learning a few words,
smiles are not always for joy!