Member's verse. Waxing poetic. Getting writing again.

[Benno]

haha it's not too bad really... too much backstory for a poem i guess

just go 9137
then 2684
then 5

and whatever you feel, is what you feel

[philipchevron]

haha it's not too bad really... too much backstory for a poem i guess

just go 9137
then 2684
then 5

and whatever you feel, is what you feel

Bloody Suduku, it gets everywhere.

[old barney greyheron]

ARF!!

[Benno]

ARF!!

lol i'll take it!

[old barney greyheron]

I'm saying nothing. (a true story from 1980)

In an interview room in a police station, i'm practicing verbal constipation
mum's the word and the word is mum, my lips are sealed i'm keeping shtum
this one cop's got a big red nose,I know he knows that I know he knows
he says i'm a robber, a villain, a thief, i'm saying nothing without a brief

Good cop bad cop, if looks could kill, i'm saying nothing, damned if I will
if I slip up and spill the beans, I couldn't show me face again in 'the queens'
he says he's been told that i'm a fence, i'm saying nothing, i've got more sense
his mate says do I need a lag, I say tea, three sugars, and gimme a fag

He gets me a brew and gives me a smoke, I say ta, you're a decent bloke
red nose says so you actually speak, I say you look like a wino with that red beak
he threatens to bounce me off the wall, I smoke me ciggy and say fuck all
if I sit here long enough saying nowt, they'll have no choice but to let me out

Just sit here quiet and go with the flow, eventually they'll let me go
it's all that big cunt Harry's fault, he got a bit careless the fucking dolt
but if I accidentally grass him up, no two ways about it, he'll fuck me up
so i'll sit here like the three wise monkeys and not be tricked by these two flunkies

When they came for me i'd just gone to bed, I called 'em nazis, got punched in the head
i've missed work cos of this, lost a day's pay, I always said crime doesn't pay
i'm saying nothing cos that's what you do, but later on, Harry the drinks are on you. barney.

[old barney greyheron]

A SHORT TRIBUTE TO JADE GOODY.
the 'people's chav' has left us
she's gone to live with jesus
the paparazzi princess
died rich but fucking classless.

[philipchevron]

A SHORT TRIBUTE TO JADE GOODY.
the 'people's chav' has left us
she's gone to live with jesus
the paparazzi princess
died rich but fucking classless.

..........and we were so close to not mentioning her at all.

[old barney greyheron]

oops...sorry.

[old barney greyheron]

NINE LIVES.
Ever since I was a kid of nine, i've been a wild and drunken swine
known the odd character dark and shady, spent the odd night with a painted lady
drank in dives with beggars and losers, woke up in the gutter all cuts and bruises
made some money and spent it fast, thinking nothing's made to last
broke some hearts and broke some bones, slights and insults, sticks and stones
lived in a big house, lived in a tent, had thousands of pounds, had fifty pence
lost my mind and lost control, rock bottom's a desolate lonely hole
no more laughter no more scenes, no ambitions, hopes or dreams
truly believed my soul was fucked, tried and failed to self-destuct
the situations i've survived, like a cat i've got nine lives
now dodgy knees and knackered back, mental illness, heart attack
no more exploits, that's all gone, on the sidelines looking on
medication, dole and pills, the welfare state and its cure-all-ills.
barney.


a wee footnote... I was 9 when I first got drunk...xmas in 'care..two of us stole a bottle of port.
As I was beginning to 'crack up...and of course didn't realise...I moved out of the marital home...became a nomadic sofa dweller..and lived for six weeks in a tent.
I did try to do 'something stupid'...my advice is don't!...i'm a perfect example of not knowing what's 'round the corner'.

[DzM]

You should write a memoir sir. I predict a hit and a book tour passing through Chicago.

[Fr. McGreer]

NINE LIVES.
Ever since I was a kid of nine, i've been a wild and drunken swine
known the odd character dark and shady, spent the odd night with a painted lady
drank in dives with beggars and losers, woke up in the gutter all cuts and bruises
made some money and spent it fast, thinking nothing's made to last
broke some hearts and broke some bones, slights and insults, sticks and stones
lived in a big house, lived in a tent, had thousands of pounds, had fifty pence
lost my mind and lost control, rock bottom's a desolate lonely hole
no more laughter no more scenes, no ambitions, hopes or dreams
truly believed my soul was fucked, tried and failed to self-destuct
the situations i've survived, like a cat i've got nine lives
now dodgy knees and knackered back, mental illness, heart attack
no more exploits, that's all gone, on the sidelines looking on
medication, dole and pills, the welfare state and its cure-all-ills.
barney.


a wee footnote... I was 9 when I first got drunk...xmas in 'care..two of us stole a bottle of port.
As I was beginning to 'crack up...and of course didn't realise...I moved out of the marital home...became a nomadic sofa dweller..and lived for six weeks in a tent.
I did try to do 'something stupid'...my advice is don't!...i'm a perfect example of not knowing what's 'round the corner'.

Barney, i'm glad you've jumped onboard this raft. Please, if you have the time and inclination give us more stories from what appears to be a life that's seen many highs and lows.

[old barney greyheron]

Blimey...thankyou both very much. I do like to scribble stuff down...anything really...but usually gets thrown out...my missus bollocked me for writing a dozen short 'bits' about being drunk, childhood stuff etc...said it was 'bad for me'...so I binned the book...now she's bollocking me for throwing it away! Women???
I am the world's laziest bastard when it comes to typing...and i've got to be in the right mood...i'm rather manic, so the 'highs and lows' made me smile...but thanks again, guys...and er...if I ever tell you about the burnt kid, you won't like me anymore...

[chinaski]

Blimey...thankyou both very much. I do like to scribble stuff down...anything really...but usually gets thrown out...my missus bollocked me for writing a dozen short 'bits' about being drunk, childhood stuff etc...said it was 'bad for me'...so I binned the book...now she's bollocking me for throwing it away! Women???
I am the world's laziest bastard when it comes to typing...and i've got to be in the right mood...i'm rather manic, so the 'highs and lows' made me smile...but thanks again, guys...and er...if I ever tell you about the burnt kid, you won't like me anymore...

well...you HAVE TO now. so go on...let us have it.

[old barney greyheron]

mek me.

[chinaski]

mek me.

*twists arm painfully behind old man's back*

out with it!