When I was just a boy at school To show my great surprise I called out ‘holy moly’ And opened wide my eyes (blank looks all round….)(I should be in adult education….) Poet Don runs the FCS Children’s Education UnitHe is devoted to giving them a solid grounding in their future journey in lifeThe kiddiesContinue reading “Poet Don Explains Holy Moly to the Class”
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John Travolta Comes to Town
John Travolta has just been to our town Multimillionaire, Scientologist, movie star He loves it and wants to come back here Travel round in his limousine car An autograph? Yes, but will cost you Dollars 200 (quick scrawl) It took him just only few seconds You look what you got. Is that all? You wantContinue reading “John Travolta Comes to Town”
My Microwave’s Rebelling
My microwave’s rebelling Will not do what I say It’s rising up against me I am in charge. OBEY! Maybe it’s telling me it’s junk food…. Don MatthewsAugust 2020
Poet Don reporting on Pie Rates
In Jamaica a slice of pie costs Three dollars and fifty cents While in the adjacent Bahamas It’s five dollars and fifty cents Such are the pie rates of the Caribbean Poet Don is news reporter for FCSReporting on all things of interest and no interestHe is a valuable asset to the FCS Team
Poet Don on the Invention of High Heels
Here is some news to surprise you High heels were not invented for girls Instead they were invented for the opposite sex Then girls thought the’d give them a whirl Poet Don is FCS news anchorHe reports on all things of interest and little interestHe is a valuable asset to the FCS Team
Priscilla Cat Defies Gravity
Priscilla likes to levitate Three feet off the floor Silently and placidly By the kitchen door Don MatthewsAugust 2020
Success
To find success Be in midair There is no lift You must take stair Don MatthewsAugust 2020
Poet Don on 8700
Eight thousand seven hundred Minutes (you – so what?) There are in one four five hours What a lot of twat Thankyou…. I just like playing round with wordsAnd having fun
Rattish Mother, Brattish Child
I’m in a cafe quietly drinking coffee and reading the paper when: I’m witnessing a child right now To me, description brattish The mother (tatooed) encourages To me, description rattish The child, to me, eventually Will grow like mother, rattish While I at moment must endure A child performing brattish They’ve gone….Good riddance Don MatthewsAugustContinue reading “Rattish Mother, Brattish Child”
Growth is not Working Here
Plans were put in action Expand our city yes Build more roads, more houses Small Los Angeles Good for our city…. Now population’s grown Suburbs stretch for miles Powers that be want more to come Improve our city’s style Roads now packed with motor cars Housing costs expensive Price of power highest in world CommutingContinue reading “Growth is not Working Here”