Luff On Mars

The most powerful PA system on the planet, Near as damn it, Belonged to the Pink Floyd and the hairy roadies they employed… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/volume.mp3

We didn’t go down the Kings Head, The day the Sun exploded. We got a take-away instead, The day the Sun exploded… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/the_day_the_sun.mp3

I took a stand. I took it from a junk shop in Caledonian Road. I should have paid for it I know but it would probably not have sold… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/stand.mp3

All four tyres have sustained major damage, The suspension’s now well below par. Every half concealed hump is attacking my sump. Speed bumps are destroying my car… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/speed_bumps.mp3

There’s a game that I play with my partner, In fall, summer, winter and spring. When the Shard is on screen, we get ready to scream, And we call out the name of the thing… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/shard.mp3

I had Satan tattooed on my face, A magnificent creation. Now I cannot get a job, Which is plain discrimination… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/satan_tattoo.mp3

There’s a racehorse living in the flat upstairs, An odd place for a horse to dwell. It’s a quadrupod, and it’s fully shod, And it’s a living hell… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/racehorse.mp3

It’s threatening a smooth Brexit, And it first came to light when A hundred jiffy bags a day Were being delivered to Number 10… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/qvc.mp3

I flew into the air And landed with a nasty crack. But it was a hit and run, And the pram did not look back… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/pram.mp3

Words are a type of fossil fuel, That’s found in seams and veins. Words are made of carbon, And are ancient trees’ remains… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/power_of_words.mp3

I found my optimism in a box in the attic, It had been up there for years. It was covered in dust, and about to combust, So I brought it down and we had a few beers… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/optimism.mp3

A morning traffic jam By the blue walls of Ikea? Personally I’d rather Be in North Korea… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/north_circular.mp3

Wales is not the size of Wales, Seems it’s a slightly smaller size. So all those things we’ve compared to it, Will have to be recategorised. http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/wales.mp3  

I watched a seal upon a beach, I swear that it was posing, It’s countenance supposing David Attenborough might see, (Or proxy from the BBC) http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/i_watched_a_seal.mp3  

My inner child has put on weight, He’s twice the size he was before. As a consequence of this update, There’s no room for him anymore. http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/inner_child.mp3

An artist must wait for the muse to arise, But there’s a thing more important than that. We won’t get too analytical, The words are quite critical, But a poet’s as good as his hat… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/hat.mp3

This poem contains strobe lighting, The language will throb ever quicker. The content bedazzles like Beyonce’s vajazzles, And some of the wording will flicker… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/flashing_images.mp3

Bright tinted petals blaze perennial, Each fondly bathed by Monty Don. Matured in growth for years millennial, The Hanging Baskets of Babylon… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/euphrates_stream.mp3

Should embryos get their ears pierced? I know it’s shocking at first glance, But if it’s fine for babies, then why not do it in advance? http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/embryos.mp3  

Darkness and Light lived on my street, Many moons ago. They kept themselves to themselves, And never said hello… http://traffic.libsyn.com/bloomsbury/dark_and_light.mp3