The moment I turn down your streetThere’s no one that I wish to meetSo step aside or feel my wrath‘Cause I’m a walking psychopath.I don’t care how you feel todayIf so-and-so has moved awayOr that you think the neighbour’s gayBecause he took up macramé.I’ll knock your pots then slam the gateAnd feed that dog of … Continue reading Alpha Mail
The cashier took my money Without even glancing up So I said something funny As a means to interrupt Her name tag spelled out Mary And she didn’t think it cute When I rhymed it with scary Before asking: Are you mute? The parking lot attendant Waved me past while on the phone A job … Continue reading Chat Room
My mother was a medical professional who worked long hours. When she came home in the evenings her day didn’t end there because she would then make supper, help us with our homework, do laundry, iron, wait up for my father to return home from work, etc. It wasn’t until I was older that I … Continue reading Maximum Overload
"Why are you in school?" "What do you mean? "I mean, why are you in school? Shouldn't you be distance learning like everyone else? I'm in school because my parents are key workers." "Then I guess mine must be as well." "My father's a Member of Parliament and my mother's a doctor. What do yours … Continue reading Lockdown Knockdown
Where’s Monica? a colleague asked The heating’s not turned up enough It’s not as if she’s over-tasked To take care of this kind of stuff. Where’s Monica? another chimed It’s 9:05, we’ve got no milk Do we now have to have her timed? Her job? Her breaks? Her type? Her ilk? I never bother, you … Continue reading Tale End
Mr Ormsby At Large 