Category: Rum-Riddled Rhymes

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Stand me in the corner, I’ll be silent. Stand me if you can; caught between the welcome and the ban. Cut me into tiny little pieces, cut me out of shots, draw me; I am here, join the dots. Think of all the birds as they are sleeping, missing from the sky, think of all the wonder…


Whispered

I wouldn’t pull the grass up from the ground, if I were you Or if you must; please not because you should. I want to live up here among these clouds, where all we do Is dream alot, and know that we are good.


Day Dreaming

Through the pale grey tunnel, to the sea Write your every sad thought down for me. I will put it back there WiTh My MaD; Neither one of us should be so sad.   Underneath a sun that doesn’t shine; Suddenly we’re done before our time. Yours is one that listens not but speaks.. Mine…


Wake up..?!

Shit, I drank the purple slime I think this means I’m out of time Although, if I am not mistaken Writers love a heart that’s breaking…


Do.

Violence isn’t part of fate as silently we watch and wait and Try to be the lost and late – to everything we fear Trudging through the hardened snow the softness of our souls will show Like something better yet is always near I found a heart the same as mine it floated through the…


Web-footed Weasle

The wonderfully web footed weasel Was wondering wetly to town When all of a sudden an eagle Took ill and came nose diving down The weasel was late for Pilates But knew that the eagle was sore He stopped and offered Maltesers And they lay hand in hand on the floor. The following week a…


The Snail and The Strawberry

It was Sunday, Monday, doesn’t really matter Snail woke up and was covered in batter Chef looked down, said ‘What’s up mate?’ Snail screamed ‘Get me off this plate!’ Sometimes chef’s they make mistakes They chew your chips and lick your steaks But Snails are not someone to mess with This snail had been truly…


Posh Lion

Whatever you might be doing now My veggie senses know somehow It cannot be of much importance When there’s a posh lion – arm wrestling a porpoise. His girlfriend’s there, but he tries to hide her (She fits quite neatly behind his cider) He struggles sliding left and right But in the end – gives…


The Tortoise Queen

The purple fish was drinking tea, The serpent drinking beer, Beside them sat the tortoise queen; A finger in her ear Although the finger was not hers She let it do its thing And when the panda bear appeared It pointed and said ‘sing!’ The panda dropped his shopping bags And smoothly shook his hips…