sammy gave me some clouds tonight
he said he got them from the licky hills
them hills don't go up far enought to get clouds i said
but i put them on my mantle next to the clock in the jar anyway
sammy says that he can steal dreams
so now i sleep with two hats on
About Me
- Henry Crayons
- i am henry crayons
Monday, 23 February 2009
Monday, 9 February 2009
cherry bakewell
i ate a cherry bakewell
i ate a cherry pie
i sat amongst the pigeons
and waited to die
i saw a madman walking
i saw a madman cry
i waited for the postman
and waved him goodbye
i ate a cherry pie
i sat amongst the pigeons
and waited to die
i saw a madman walking
i saw a madman cry
i waited for the postman
and waved him goodbye
Thursday, 5 February 2009
quentins birthday
i went round quentins tonight for his birthday supper
quentin got an old ford torino for his birthday
but he's already gutted it and
said he's going to use his and turn it into a mobile disco
we played return to castle wolfenstein and
we had fruit cocktails with the little cherrys in them and watched dallas
quentins mum gave me a broken wristwatch to fix
but it was really a transformer that turned into a boeing 737
quentin got an old ford torino for his birthday
but he's already gutted it and
said he's going to use his and turn it into a mobile disco
we played return to castle wolfenstein and
we had fruit cocktails with the little cherrys in them and watched dallas
quentins mum gave me a broken wristwatch to fix
but it was really a transformer that turned into a boeing 737
Labels:
birthday,
boeing 737,
cherrys,
dallas,
ford torino,
quentin,
wristwatch
Monday, 2 February 2009
jimmys grandma made me tea
i went round to jimmys for tea,
i usually go round after my paperound.
we had potato waffles beans and battenburg
jimmys grandma kept telling me to fetch in the kittens off the line
i dont know what she meant
i told jim that i'll visit him if he goes inside
today he swapped my old bmx for some fireworks and burnt down the scout hut
he says it was an accident
maybe it was
i usually go round after my paperound.
we had potato waffles beans and battenburg
jimmys grandma kept telling me to fetch in the kittens off the line
i dont know what she meant
i told jim that i'll visit him if he goes inside
today he swapped my old bmx for some fireworks and burnt down the scout hut
he says it was an accident
maybe it was
Labels:
accident,
battenburg,
grandma,
rain,
scout hut
Sunday, 1 February 2009
jimmys grandmas rhyme
jimmys grandma told me a rhyme
it was a gentle summer day
and i saw old reverend Brown
His motor- the insipid terror of a small suburban town
His graveyard, quite amazing for such a godforsaken place
made full up by the victims of his homicidal pace
so you better go to the shops to buy teabags
it was a gentle summer day
and i saw old reverend Brown
His motor- the insipid terror of a small suburban town
His graveyard, quite amazing for such a godforsaken place
made full up by the victims of his homicidal pace
so you better go to the shops to buy teabags
Friday, 30 January 2009
ode to warren
my mate warren drinks from the skull of a vole
and eats chips out of paper bags
sometimes when i go round his i see him crying watching watership down
sometimes i catch him knocking one out
once i made him a brew
and he threw it over my head
and it hit a royal commemorative mug for charles and di
those were the wonder years
i can go round whenever
and eat fish finger sandwiches
well not anymore
apparently warren tried to do one of those auto- erotic-axphixy wank things and it went wrong
someone else said he went to margate to find his fortune
i havent seen him since '92
ode to warren
OH WARREN THANKYOU FOR THE TIME
YOU MADE ME A SANDWICH
OH WARREN CAN I HAVE YOUR SEGA MEGA DRIVE
EVEN THOUGH I HAVENT WATCHED LAST TANGO IN PARIS
I WENT TO THE SHOP TO BUY YOU BUTTER
OH WARREN YOU OLD CODGER
and eats chips out of paper bags
sometimes when i go round his i see him crying watching watership down
sometimes i catch him knocking one out
once i made him a brew
and he threw it over my head
and it hit a royal commemorative mug for charles and di
those were the wonder years
i can go round whenever
and eat fish finger sandwiches
well not anymore
apparently warren tried to do one of those auto- erotic-axphixy wank things and it went wrong
someone else said he went to margate to find his fortune
i havent seen him since '92
ode to warren
OH WARREN THANKYOU FOR THE TIME
YOU MADE ME A SANDWICH
OH WARREN CAN I HAVE YOUR SEGA MEGA DRIVE
EVEN THOUGH I HAVENT WATCHED LAST TANGO IN PARIS
I WENT TO THE SHOP TO BUY YOU BUTTER
OH WARREN YOU OLD CODGER
Thursday, 29 January 2009
don't trust parrots
i went to west midlands safari park and bought a new pencil from the gift shop with the money i get from my paper round. it was well good, it had a rubber on the end. i though id lost it but later saw this giant parrot sketching pornographic cartoons on the side of the lion enclosure. i got it back (with a few kidney punches) then he flew off, then the keeper caught me by the rude pictures so i got asked to leave.
Monday, 26 January 2009
round derricks last night
yesterday in the park
two magpies sat on a wall
two magpies sat on a wall
one of them stuttered
one of them muttered
thinking of effect and cause
of flowers and fauna
and natures laws
one magpie asked the other a riddle
one magpie asked the other a riddle
two magpies sat on a wall
one of them stuttered
one of them muttered
thinking of effect and cause
of flowers and fauna
and natures laws
one magpie asked the other a riddle
one magpie asked the other a riddle
Sunday, 25 January 2009
mystic owee
once upon a time
'alas! the ships have all sailed my fair maidenand we are stranded' i said
'no' she replied and with that a single tear fell from her left eye
the right one was glass so no tears there
'we can build a ship out of marshmallows and liquorice laces and use my petticoat as a sail'
i stared at her whilst she danced around the pier
and we did
thats how i got here
she left once we got to shore and i've never seen her again
apparently she now makes kites and lives in a windmill
i've left that behind me now.
still, sometimes it feels like a dream
Labels:
glass eye,
liquorice,
marshmallows,
petticoat,
ships
Monday, 12 January 2009
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