LENNY NOGGINS – LUNATIC ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT!

“What’s your poison today Lenny?” “Well today landlord I shall be quaffing the drinking man’s ‘light and bitter’ namely that brew that is better known as a ‘Ram and Special.’ A 5 per cent alcohol cocktail of bottle and barrel that constitutes the master brewer’s art at its very finest.” “Right here’s your beer. By … More LENNY NOGGINS – LUNATIC ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT!

ASK THE CHILDREN OF WAR

beneath a narcissistic blue moon a race empty of allusive ingenuity yet, by dint of narrated tradition perhaps only the wary Babylonians could likely fathom an explanation unravel the superfluous answer solve the conundrum of life itself sadly, wise Babylonia is no more long since buried under Assyrian sands The Book of Puzzlement with them … More ASK THE CHILDREN OF WAR

THE LUNACY OF BEING

“I say Carruthers darling you know Adele don’t you?” “A ‘Del’…um…that would be a Derek by any other name wouldn’t it? Don’t think I do as it happens Deidre…I mean I know a Harry, went to school with more than one Brian and then there’s Percy the landlord at the Three Sheep & Covert Periscope…but … More THE LUNACY OF BEING

A TEMPORARY ADIEU

Swathed in fairground bling Beguilingly fine tuning her Regalia to more than just tease Prurient cleavage primed She whispers a temporary adieu To her caravan of memories and Plants a kiss upon the head of Her steadfast castoff cob   With the risqué slink of a fallen Angel our flirtatious zingara Pays little heed to … More A TEMPORARY ADIEU

THE LONE WOLF WITHIN

Within the walk-on Guises of impulse and As rampant alcoholics To a leaking still Dripping its premature Condensed yet Blinding vapour The hooked horde gather   Within the cavalcade They fight Amongst themselves For first dibs   When pushed to save Their illicit find As one collective They will fight To the death the Abstinent … More THE LONE WOLF WITHIN

IN A GALAXY OF LIARS

That the pickup truck was A hearse for dead lampposts Came as something of a surprise   Morticians in high visibility overalls Singing lewd songs and showing Scant regard and no respect for the Deceased Victorian cast iron lampposts Told him it mattered not for They were planting new ones More in keeping with the … More IN A GALAXY OF LIARS