Showing posts with label wild times poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wild times poems. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Wild times

Causing chaos

I’ve worked hard at school for most of my life:
done all my work, avoided the strife.
But now it’s too much, I just can’t take any more
of the slog and the grind and of being so bored.

So I’ve given out sweets to all of the class:
enormous gobstoppers: they can’t even laugh.
There’s glue on the seats and bugs on the desks:
the mayhem I’m causing has everyone stressed.

Soon there’ll be music: the unpleasant kind
as the Head will be shouting, “She’s out of her mind!”
It’s too late: I really don’t care what they say -
‘cos no-one can sack me; I’m 60 today!

A wild one

When young, I was a good girl
who never broke the rules.
I always did my homework
Was never late for school.

But when I went to uni
I learnt to be a rebel
Eschewed both job and pension:
Never learnt to settle.

So now I live a wild life
Adventure is the Game:
I don’t regret a single thing –
Who’d want a life that’s tame?

So now I live a wild life
I know no other way
So come on now and join me –
Take a chance today.

So now I live a wild life
of carefree times and fun.
I don’t regret the choice I made
Or all the things I’ve done.

So now I live a wild life
I know no other way
Not for me the staid and dull -
It’s adventure every day.

Monkeying around

I’m fed up with sitting here all on my own:
Expected to leap up and put on a show.
Oh, I long to escape, I so long to be free
Of the drudge and the grind and the serving of tea.

So I’m making a break, gonna get out of here
No longer will I be a victim of fear.
I’ll scatter the tea cups, throw cake and toss buns,
I’ll leap over any dumb keeper who comes.

But as I get out of my uncomfortable cage
I see that the visitors have started to rage.
They’re heading my way and they’re after me, too –
Perhaps I might stay here: it’s safe in the zoo.