Tick tock.

[Jerrybaldy]

Inside
The wide eyed boy is playing with matches
Building dens
Walking to school
Drinking water from the tap
Wet faced
Wolf whistling
Laughing too loud
With yellowed teeth
Receding gums
Moles and warts
As I swing toward the sun
Fishfingers for tea
And gout
Hernia and grass stained knees
Jenny died last Friday
Charlie’s got a shadow
That ain’t a rabbit
I saw a double rainbow
It landed in the field
Where the cowslips grow
Ears growing hairs
Let’s have a game of war
We can be on a bus
And I can have a bomb.
Kaboom
Let’s look at the good porn
Where she doesn’t want to
And we rape like the Viking’s
With horns in our hats
Macho men shagging
Eye lids sagging can no longer
Jump the hedge
My Edge is a soft verge
I have a butter knife in my pocket
And I’m going to do you
Good.

[AuntShecky]

A bit of stream-of-consciousness going. I see. You still have that strong, distinctive "voice." If CloudFlare lets you edit, please, please, please dump the unnecessary apostrophe in Vikings. Simple plural just need an "s."

Somewhere on this site from years and years ago is a piece o' er, verse by yours fooly titled "I Jave a Butter Knife and I Know How to Use It."

Good to see ya postin' again,Lad.

[Hawkman]

Tick-tock, tick-tock, waiting for death.
Why do we wait so long?
It seems to take for ever
to run out of breath...

[Jerrybaldy]

Thanks Auntie and Hawk. Wow it’s like old times ��. It was a mash up of boy and man as I’m sure you saw. Running out of breath for me can go on forever Hawk. I’ll never be ready. Hope you are both well and happy.

[prendrelemick]

Great stuff Jerry - Charlie's got a shadow That ain't a rabbit.

[Jerrybaldy]

Thanks for picking up on that line Pren. Good to know it was got. Thanks again.