Did you hear about my friend today.
He lost his most important part.
Though he has his mouth they say.
Each word a poison dart.
And yet he has both eyes to see.
Just how they make their mark.
Did you hear about my friend today.
Inside he has no heart.
Hi there, check out my YouTube channel on the link below. I am reading my poem cruelest. It is a sonnet about social responsibility and the right to pass judgement in society.
If you like you can see more as I will be adding more content soon.
Hi there everyone. I now have a Youtube channel.
Please like and subscribe. Lots more content to come. Next up i shall record my version of Dream within a dream by Edgar Allan Poe and another of mine called Rumours from the Street which is much more spoken word orientated.
I’ve decided to try and do my some of my poems live and have assembled a set list of poems I have written that I believe to be of acceptable quality and I am comfortable enough to see myself possibly being able to recite with confidence to capture the ‘Gretl Feeson’ persona I am looking for haha 🙂
Letters & notes, Corr Blimey Records.
I will look to attach additional links like Soundcloud and Youtube within the links.
‘Woops-see! I don’t know
I don’t have ‘skillz’ and I don’t have flow
I’ve gone thirty two years and i’m still unknown
I swore to keep that secret and never let it show
Still I’ve grown
I’m older and wiser
I have ambitions in life to get much higher
To maybe start a family
Even get a wife
The sort of stuff I used to have around me
Yet that’s the tragedy of time
I used to spend most of mine trying to notice any signs
I’d listen to other people and think how relevant are their rhymes
I drew my own conclusions and what did I find?
I’m just another freak with delusions in my mind.
This was my farewell my love dinner for my gf before she went sway home haha 🙂
It’s chicken breast in a lemon sauce with cauliflower cheese mixed with broccoli and roast potatoes.
It was really tasty, I was amazed at how well the chicken turned out.
I put it in a lemon juice marinade that was mixed with crushed peppercorns and extra virgin olive oil and a little salt. Left in the fridge for 6 hours. I then wrapped the chicken loosely in tinfoil and put in the oven to cook for 25 minutes 🙂
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