Ed

Right then, Happy New year and all that. Lets get blogging. Here's something 'what I wrote' some time ago now but has only just surfaced, making its first appearance at Colchester poetry open mic. Who is Ed? Well, now there's a question. Maybe someone we know or, perhaps there could just be a bit of Ed in all of us? Enjoy..........


Pills in a packet pink and red
drown out the voices in my head                                                                 

I keep a gun beside my bed

sneak in at night and you'll be dead 

 

Two boys from my school just got wed

one was Derek and one was Fred

 

Lots of spiders in my shed

long hairy legs fill me with dread

 

My bruvs a DJ with street cred

we went on holiday to the Med

 

My car tyre has got no tread

the number plate ends in a zed

 

A vampires coffin is lined with lead

one bit my neck until it bled 

 

When it snows I ride my sled 

at night I cuddle my furry Ted 

 

I like butter on my bread

I like rhymes that end in ed