Jerrybaldy
11-02-2013, 08:08 PM
My brother may be an alien,
he looks for eggs in his shredded wheat.
On dry nights my mother
leaves her bedroom by the window
and flies the skies of the neighbourhood.
My father takes a bottle of Glenfiddich
and Shirley from next door
into his shed on Fridays.
Mother cooks fish on Fridays.
Sometimes they jump from the pan
and flap around in death throws
in an olive oil puddle
on linoleum.
We have a budgie,
in a cage with an open door,
who never leaves.
I spend rainy weekends
doing dot to dots.
I only join prime numbers.
Once it formed a rocket.
I showed my brother
who was sucking on an AA battery
and couldn't give a s hit.
John who runs the corner shop
gave me an extra sherbet dip.
My mum calls him paedo.
I call him candyman.
I have a bike with a front wheel turning left.
I drive around the block
anticlockwise.
I go to school on weekdays.
I take the weekends off.
Sometimes I collect silver paper with my brother,
he is making a transmitter
to send a signal
and get us out of here.
he looks for eggs in his shredded wheat.
On dry nights my mother
leaves her bedroom by the window
and flies the skies of the neighbourhood.
My father takes a bottle of Glenfiddich
and Shirley from next door
into his shed on Fridays.
Mother cooks fish on Fridays.
Sometimes they jump from the pan
and flap around in death throws
in an olive oil puddle
on linoleum.
We have a budgie,
in a cage with an open door,
who never leaves.
I spend rainy weekends
doing dot to dots.
I only join prime numbers.
Once it formed a rocket.
I showed my brother
who was sucking on an AA battery
and couldn't give a s hit.
John who runs the corner shop
gave me an extra sherbet dip.
My mum calls him paedo.
I call him candyman.
I have a bike with a front wheel turning left.
I drive around the block
anticlockwise.
I go to school on weekdays.
I take the weekends off.
Sometimes I collect silver paper with my brother,
he is making a transmitter
to send a signal
and get us out of here.