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The Not-So-Friendly Ghost

The Not-So-Friendly Ghost

(To be sung to the original theme tune from Casper the Friendly Ghost…) Oh look, another ghost, Has taken off in the night. Things all seemed great, He’d enjoyed our date, Then disappeared out of sight. He said he liked my eyes, And was really glad to meet me, But they must have both been … Continue reading

Turning into my Mother

Turning into my Mother

“I’m turning into my mother” I say in dismay, recognising her in the tone of my voice, my mannerisms, the size of my nose. Don’t get me wrong, I do love her. From the bottom of my heart to the tips of my toes, But seriously. If I’ve bought a new bag, put on a … Continue reading

Decisions II

Decisions II

Don’t ask me to make a decision. It’s an arduous journey to take, As the only time I’ve got clear vision Is when asked if I fancy a cake. Even then it can be rather tricky As when asked to decide on just one My fingers are suddenly sticky And the cake thief is back … Continue reading

My Nutty Valentine

My Nutty Valentine

Congrats, you found your bae, well done. Would you like a heart-shaped prize? I don’t mean to sound like the sad bitter one, But just look at it all through my eyes… I might not be in the honeymoon phase But I’ve not fallen out of it either: Discovering all those annoying ways (Like why … Continue reading

Oh Christmas Tree…

Oh Christmas Tree…

Oh Christmas tree oh Christmas tree, You are a strange tradition. All year you stand there nakedly, Not changing your position. But when December rolls around You’re finally invited Inside our homes – where you are crowned, Adorned in balls and lighted. The problem is, oh Christmas tree, This makeover causes me stress As while … Continue reading

Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill Went up a hill To photograph the view. Jill preferred nature Over portraiture, Which Jack had taken to. While Jill admired trees And the crisp autumn breeze, Jack was not quite as elated. He was hardly in awe Of the things that they saw, So he just became very frustrated. Jack felt … Continue reading

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a fence. Humpty Dumpty felt rather tense. Humpty didn’t like making decisions So he stayed in the middle with balanced precision. Humpty was asked if he’d ever get down, To which he responded with a deep frown. “You, my friend, may well be agile, But I am feeling rather fragile.” The … Continue reading

Onwards

Onwards

I thought it might hurt, but it doesn’t. I’m surprised by how little I care. I thought I’d be gutted and nosey and lost But really I’m just laissez-faire. I write poems to log my emotions But I’m not really sure how I feel, I’m just happy that I’m not as sad as I thought … Continue reading