Marty C

on the computer without signing on to their schemes..some sad screen somewhere...cheers..

Withnail recites a great soliloquy(while looking in the wolves pen)What is it and where does it come from...?

Blissed away...

Our little cat has cancer..

Though Wilbur,

Brave warrior,

Half his nose gone..

Is the same affectionate

fellow he´s always been..!

I have administered his daily

dose of Marijuana oil..

It may not deter the decay,

(Or it may..)

But he sits on my knee-

A keen aficionado of The Cure..

Blissed-away..

A bit long winded this one.I bought a practice amp from England to Spain and it worked fine.Then one day all it would omit was a loud buzz.So,i thought it finished,after I bought other leads and connections just to test them..etc..still the same..so I bought another amp(again from England) and this does the same,though it worked perfect in England,,so took it to the shop more leads,adapters and so on but still loud buzz no music..what is wrong...?

Are there in your country..approx...

Sometimes it clears up and sometimes it´s very bad.Like now..We took him to the vets and he had shots of antibiotics but his poor skin is in such a bad way..Any help..?

I submit and it says congrats etc but no sign on the big board-happened the last three or four times....

I knew a French girl once,

She had a big nose,

And a deep voice,

And I bonked her on the beach,

For all I was worth...

Thus came the Police,

With big sticks,

And said:"You will go to

Prison for one year,Babba!"

(Or pay baksheesh...)

Donning my strides i said:

My Father is with the Embassy.

We shall hear what he has to say...

O no said they,you are good man,

And they left sheepishly..

After a suitable time elapsed,

She asked:"WHAT DID THEY SAY?"

I said never you mind..

Pushed her head into the sand,

And let another sheet rip into the wind...

I knew a French girl once,

She had a big nose,

And a deep voice,

And I bonked her on the beach,

For all I was worth...

Thus came the police,

With big sticks,

And said,you will go to

Prison,for one year,Babba!

(Or pay baksheesh)...

Donning my strides I said:

My Father is with the Embassy,

We will hear what he has to say..

O no said they,you are good man!?

And went away, sheepish...

After a suitable time elapsed,

She asked,"WHAT DID THEY SAY?"

I said never you mind,

Pushed her head into the sand,

and made up for lost time...

They moved with ladle

And served their cousin double

While we roundly cursed their

Soul

Ism Schism Nepotism...!!

And he sat before a mountain

we remained fasting

Asked the question

Why can´t we have the same!?

But it proved beyond our jurisdiction..

How our little hearts burned-

Injustice!!

Then the one with the ferrets said:

"We shall hear what the Head has to say?!"

For long had the war tarried..

And down the way-lo-

The DOLT arrived..

Having previously eaten his strain,

The impasse described..

A demo followed:

Shepard´s pie,

Mashed Potatoes,

And cabbage,

With gravy...

Shared equably..

Left nothing,

Nothing,

Nothing left to say....

Not appear..'It definitely said-

Your question is open for business!

More may be less but this was

Ridiculous.And ironic led-attack

On the injustice(?) of Man,

Via the school dinner,

Ironic again-entitled silence..

Never mind I will try again..

The underlying message..

At the week-end...

As a little boy,

I´d bike off to a quarry,

Keeping only my council

To me..

Ah it was far!

Expectation-The slow time!

Past the trees and fields,

A pleasant ride!

When I arrived,

Via a leaf-line,

Dipping to sand,

Until it was plane...

Surrounded now by orange,

A breeze non swayed,

Stood at the water edge,

To contemplate the day..

All details of the sky,

Layered beside my toe,

A glazed, perfect, reflection,

Deep an inch or so....

But how deep that which lay beneath(The Silt)

How deep?

My mind..

That yellow benign

Eternal or quick..?

How far to slide?

Would I die?

Would I have expired..?

So,I moved closer,

Just to feel the cold?!

The sky-water said:

Come,little bro be bold..!!"

But long I´d hesitate,

Feeling...

Using Intuition,

Beware the silence!(Ask Tarzan..)

And perhaps there was my end,

There I should have died,

Shouts reverberating..

Aged five...

I would stand for an hour or more,

Wondering where were the adults,

And the ramifications of a

Step forward....

Then...

First a foot,then a shin,

Struggling,

Desperate,growing weaker,

Suddenly up to my chin...

The first taste of water,

Futile lurching struggle,

Prairie mud,

Some sad bubble...

And a hand of silk,

Maybe a birds twitter,

Until the days curse,

But it was not forever..

No it did n´t last,

A Police road blocked

The way..

I thought "I´ll be back"

And I went later,

To the quarry,the water,

The pit,

But with ingenuity and regret

They had sealed it...

A picture to draw

When no more

Then three or four:

There is Mummy!

Her limbs are strictly

Brightly lit..

Her hands and feet angle..

And though her torso´s

rounder,

Her smile is whole and

The same colour as the sun..

Here is Daddy!

See his manly beard,

Reaching down past his knees,

His nose is red and points

Past a brown coupe,

Up to a house...

To double glazing,

And dodgy roofing,

Smoke curls out a chimney-pot,

Outside sits a dog and a cat

And a mouse...

They all wave and say "HELLO!!"

Of the black-abstract,

In the corner-top,

The artist is reticent..

Given time to think..

And we can all have that...

But nodding we say how beautiful,

And pin it to the wall....

protest child pornography on the net...!

Then the new Shamus Heaney-R.I.P

give an example..pf

Write a poem with it in it.Or a limerick...