A New Trend?

I don't know...

Perhaps so. 

This is the game. 

Public postings that probably should be private made by people who are clearly off their heads and thus...by pressing the wrong key (s) become a form of regretful, bad poetry.  

(HERE GOES) 

Darling baby girl.I love you so so much.Me and you in Ibiza next year ! i say we go for a month ! maybe via Bermuda !?

What do you think beautiful girl ?? i cant wait to see you embracing Ibiza.I say we save for a Villa and live there in a few years.

You are the most beautiful girl in the world......By a country mile !!!!

2 weeks until the 2 most important people in my life re-unite !, Im so happy
that im gonna see it too!! 
Norman will go crazy,you know he thinks about his Mummy everyday.
His passport is ready also baby !!

Love you so much ........X

And Now For Something Completly Different...

I like the title of this blog, so I shall keep it. 

But...

The poems have dried up. 

I no longer am assaulted  

by rubbish papers. 

It's better this way. 

I bought a bike. 

And suggest you do as well. 

I save over 1000 pounds a year,

'am fitter and feel better.

I don't miss the cattle-like

conditions of the tube. 

The hot, standing heat. 

The smells of others' lives

rubbed against my own.  

A journey that once took

an hour, I can cycle in 14 minutes. 

Do I miss reading of Kate Moss'

exploits or seeing pictures

of Amy Winehouse looking a mess? 

Well...life goes on without them. 

I did see a gem, though...in a 'London Lite'

that found its way into my living room. 

Seems like in the future we'll have:

"Bomb-Proof

Super Bins

That Will Tell You

The News" 

It's very difficult to top that. 

Thanks and 'see ya.' 

I wanted to post a picture of myself 

on my bike...outside our house. 

However nature has made

each day a wet or a dark one. 

See you soon, with another idea. 

'Hope it's a bloody good one.