Friday, 17 February 2023
Go, go Power Rangers
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Beverly Hills Ninja sound track
Baltimora Tarzan Boy - Bing video
Little John "Finally Got It" Lyrics Video - YouTube
WAR - Low Rider (Official Video) [Remastered in 4K] - YouTube Music - Bing video
I Think We're Alone Now (Japanese Version) - YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nV7EaiEVI-I
Ulfuls - Tsugihagi Boogie Woogie - YouTube
Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy (Original Mix - 2006 Version) - Bing video
ZZ Top - Gimme All Your Lovin' (Official Music Video) - YouTube Music - Bing video
Blondie | One Way or Another Live 1979 ( The Midnight Special ) 60FPS - Bing video
The Vapors - Turning Japanese 1980 Top of The Pops - YouTube Music - Bing video
Carl Douglas Kung Fu Fighting (Original Music Video) - Bing video
Beverly Hills Ninja - Chris Farley /film hd(1080p) - YouTube
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Vikings - Horrible Histories Literally Song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qSkaAwKMD4
Horrible Histories - Literally: The Viking Song - YouTube
Literally (The Viking Song) Lyrics
It was the summer of 793
When we sailed across the Great North Sea
Comets crossed the skies that night
Must have known something wasn’t right
We arrived upon your English shore
And you offered friendship, but we wanted more
Yeah, so much more!
[Chorus 1]
We’re tearing up this place tonight
Literally!
We’re gonna set this sleepy town alight
Literally!
We’ll kill and steal and burn and drink
‘Cause us vikings don’t care what you think
Woah oh oh!
We’re here to raid your monasteries
We’re primed and ready to attack
And we love how monks just don’t fight back
You’ll die or become a slave to me
Though our slaves often get chucked up in the sea
If the boat’s heavy, yeah, yeah!
[Chorus 2]
You’re gonna lose your head, my friend
Literally!
We’re gonna get you in the end
Literally!
And I’ll drink a toast from your skull
‘Cause we’re vikings and that’s how we roll!
(Play that axe, Ragnor!)
[Chorus 3]
We’re gonna paint the whole town red
Literally!
With the blood of the dead
Literally!
We’ll take everything that you own
And get back on our ship, and go back home
Woah, oh oh!
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Sunday, 12 February 2023
White Buffalo
Champagne white buffalo
Flowing
Down over the plains
Champagne white Buffalo
Go against the herd
I hold you like a rainbow
No now that's absurd
Champagne white Buffalo
You are bound to cross the line
Some farmer is gonna kill you
Time after bloody time
Keep running white buffalo
Way across the plains
There's no fence can stop
You
And Oh the guns unheard
Find within the shadow
The voices of the past
Find with the rainbow
Your eternal mask
oh white Buffalo
I know you're gonna last
Run on white Buffalo
Through the chains held fast
Farmer come running
He's gonna get his gun
Run on White Buffalo
Til your race is done
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Brean down swimming
The slosh and the splosh,
The sway and the spray
The ups and the down
Like a king and his crown
Heads swell
Then shrink
As the knife edge
Always on the brink
The breathing moment
Living in lime
The wash and the slosh
Of a swimmingly good time
And jagged rocks and thought's precipice
The acclimatizing to danger
The body senses take over hands grip then plunge
Movement in the swell
Suspension in the tension of Estuary tide
Ticking geological, theological clocks
How long does it take God to carve these rocks?
Or nature is a floating voter and can be brought to temper
In and out the channel waters, in whichever mood bent her
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Saturday, 11 February 2023
Conscience
With your throw away silence
and your give away looks
And your passive violence
Like the slow southern crooks
Give me the science
And condemn all my books
Tell me my conscience
Should be hung upon hooks
With the meat and the poultry
The carcass and the calf
Death comes to all in the end
At that we should not laugh
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
Oh Brother
The graves are getting dug
Please put a penny in the old man's cup
If you haven't got a penny a ha'penny will do
If you haven't got a ha'penny
well God bless you
The cemetery flashed in the lightning storm
The bells rung out
Some were stirring
Who were not dead
Almost dead
For they'd been buried long enough
Buried alive that is
It wasn't hard to see, but they didn't
Have the checks nor the technology
To find out if he were really gone
So they sewed him up
He grappled he said
What an accident
Underground
The grave diggers did wrong
Oh brother, Oh brother
Where art though
Brothers in arms we are
All until they close the door
And shovel the soil
A top the grave
Then we we will spoil
Unless we be saved
But somebody has to do it
This job
Oh brother
Once or twice they did it
Saved by the bell,
When the doctors got it wrong
And pronounced them dead
Then when they wake they're in hell
In a six foot down bed
But at least they could pull the chain
And let them know up on the living land
Because it must take some doing
To dig yourself out by hand
Once I dropped my mobile phone
Down into the grave
I didn't know that I'd done it
Until I got home
And then there was a silence on the waves
But you cannot exhume an old phone
And you shall not disturb the dead
Even if they answer from the other side
The call charges are extortionate to the Afterlife
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.