these things I despise
A performance poem.
I have taken some lines from my other performance poems to make a little vinette or vinagarette n salad
most of all I like to have fun, thats much more important
and I was never the academic
audio file attached
People talking in cinemas,
and when you read poetry
Mobile phones on trains,
especially in the quiet carriage.
Pieces of deranged plastic packaging
machine gun sewn together so I cant open it
traffic lights that never change
lollipop ladies,
that always look the same,
even when it rains they look happy
how you can you be so happy!
I wont let you be happy, why should I!
All these things I despise.
the m25
the m60,
in fact most motorways
all these things I despise
Overtaken, undertaking, inconsiderate,
Motorists, not keeping the distance
I’m such a good boy for nanny state
And Xmas
socks for Christmas
and Mickey mouse novelty ties
annoying Adverts
The wrong que at the checkout
Someone with Cashback vouchers
The end of the Sello-o-tape bit that you cant pick
Traffic wardens,
They like to stick it on yer windscreen,
Up your bum ya little Hitler!
I hope it rains!
Bubble gum in the drains,
So the urinal overflows
God only knows who spat that out
Not putting the loo seat down
people that don’t wave when you give way,
or say thank you,
or don’t pay you back
good manners don’t cost nothing do they
Computers that freeze
Spam-bots
Face-book
Ctr alt delete blot it all out
Squeaking doors in dentists
And waiting to have me teeth pulled out
Root canal
Dentists surgeries
Drills
Road works
Health and safety kills me!
Mariah Carey in my ears, shrill me!
Have you heard that drivel? ! ?
Boy racers
Loud music in pubs,
You can’t hear me shout
Pub food
Travel lodge
Bluebottle flies
Airport check in queues
Airports
Cheap resorts
Benidorm
Belladena
Bellafinga me bob
Concrete nightmare apartment blocks
Half finished opportunity,
wanna be, b rate celebrities
Knocking on the door of
Chat shows, hopin to b someone
And coffee magazines
Chat bella interstellar garbage
Remote controlled fridge’s
Night nurse without the opiates
What’s the point? I want to get doped out on night nurse,
I curse you
Sleepless nights
Street lights shining in my windows
In 5 star hotels
Light pollution
Football sky sports downstairs
How dare they this is five star
I’m a VIP aren’t I?
Football fans
Football players
Footballers wives
Footballers in jaguars
Jaguar drivers
Handrian collider scopes
What the hell is that for?
I paid for that!
All these things I despise
Blackout Range rovers
Thinks he owns the road
Sleek slippery Casanova’s
Nicking all the women
Women
Well maybe not
But most of these thing s I despise
But most of all I despise
Me
For putting up with it all
For keeping It all in
Raving at you lot
and
You
For listening to me
thank you!
Francine
Sat 9th May 2009 00:14
Hmmm... tu cries bien aussi ; )