Ode to Jasper

Ten thousand interesting readers have seen my blog,
It's so amazing!, that many people without a job.
Scouring the Internet for something to do
Or am I just the lucky one, obviously were looking for some other kind of fun
Yet stumbled apon my written trash
It's a shame it doesn't bring in any cash.
Still continue reading if you dare
Even though you're probably sitting there bare.

The Bee

Busy bee flying along,
collecting pollen, singing a song
What a lovely feast on that plate
Custard tarts, taste really great
Flying slowly, back to the nest
Wasting time,
in his black and yellow vest
Nearly there, not too far
Then goes splat!
On a windscreen of a car.

Wasting time?

Close the door, grab the book, don't turn around for a second look
Open the cover, turn to page one
Read the Prologue, what good fun
Chapter one, there you go
Waste some time, your an adventurous soul
into the mystery, questing, love life
Put the kettle on when startled by your wife.
"What you reading?", she says to you
"oh just a small story, melancholy blue".
"sounds good, how much have you read?"
"fourteen chapters, all done and said.

Cup Cakes Ugh!

The world has gone crazy for cream on the top
Nasty little cup cakes, when is it gonna stop ?
Sponge on the bottom, hiding away
Beneath a fondeaux icing, Lime green today
Hundreds and thousands, silver balls and bells
Sweet and nasty things that taste like hell
Go to the bakers, buy some Buns
Soft bread pudding, gotta have some
My stomach grumbles loudly, says my throats been cut
Make sure you bring me back
a Jam filled doughnut

Music

Music is my sadness
Music is my joy
All kinds of music since I was a boy
It takes my heart,
moulds it into shape
Frees away the fever,
allows an escape
Music is so precious
the way it twists and turns
Rises up and down
And With my soul burns

I Dance when I'm happy
I Cry when I'm sad
Music takes all forms
The Good and the bad
A wonderful sound like never before
Emotionally caught by the poetic score
If you feel lonely
Down by the fools
Hurt by life, saddened by news
discouraged And forlorn
no sleep at night and tired at dawn
Then hear something magic by
Queen,Elvis or Berlioz
Hear the sound of angels
Lifting your spirit
Life is so good
When there's music in it.

Woodmancote

I remember treading deeply in to the mud, climbing out of the trench
Pulling my feet up losing my shoe to a squelching wrench
I remember being so at peace with it all
Walking as if I were ten feet tall, past the meadow, the hilly view that climbed so steep
Incredibly far, where there were hundreds of baaing and playful sheep.
I remember Lady with me, exhausted from the task her tongue reaching out, 
on and on for miles and miles.We came to a stream, she would drink for a while
Her little face would beam so wide as if  a smile
I remember the village children adventuring with me, through the woods, treading on twigs
Building the sticks creating a camp, inside it with a little lamp,
Most of all I remember my own children loving unreservedly, 
feeling the joy and reason for living every time I saw they're miraculously beautiful faces,
since then as though I've been in stasis, not moved at all.
Yet I miss them so small, when they were needy, now all grown up living their lives, 
It's so wonderful what we reap and sow, yet they have to mature and grow.
As the years move on like a fine wine, Popping the cork one bottle at a time.
I left the beauty of it, a lifetime ago, left it as picturesque as snow
I'll remember the life I came to love, gone in an instant like a stolen glove
Strange for a lad, a north London boy, moved away, found peace and joy,
The heart of the Cotswolds inside of me, Cirencester the place to be.
I'll remember in my mind eternally, until my lord come and take me away from thee.

The Rise of Fascist days

I see the ugly face of hatred rising up again
Fascist hardened people within their hidden frown
Pretending to be a friend waiting for a call
From the likewise minded fascists, hear the right wing call
England they are calling,Deutschland, Nederland, Francaise
The day of the Wordly Third Reichts close
terrible days are near.
Stand and fight against them, remember World War Two
Join your Christian, Muslim, Friends
Black and Asian too,
not forgetting anyone, especially not the Jew
all be one together and fight to free the slaves
Take us to a new world of peacefully friendly days
Forever is a dream, a dream that will be true
Remember on, be good in heart
Shy away from the fascist youth
Do not believe the bad untruth