There was a young lover called James
Who got sick of this world and its games
So he thought, 'what the heck'
Ran a blade cross his neck
And its you in the pulpit he blames.
My name's Parby and i like to write
To escape from this war that i fight
Yet with nothing to say
I can ramble all day
So i havent gone mad yet but might.
Im called Parby and im quite depressed
Climbed a mountain but fell off the crest
Fell too far to survive
But alas im alive
So i'll fester until im undressed.
I write these cos i get so bored
I'm verging on perfect yet flawed
I've got so much to say
But you'd class me as gay
So my flame's doused by water you poured.
Im outspoken but feel so restrained
Cant work out whats been ventured or gained
So I let it brush by
Thus cant figure out why
Reputations have gotten so stained.
I hate her more than you could know
Keep her outta my life, make her go
I just wanna move on
Go from duckling to swan
And force all my true feelings to show.
I love her but that cant be proved
I caught sight of the goal but it moved
So im lost deep in thought
Hence my poems are short
And theres no ryhme to go here but 'grooved'.
Its late but im too bored to sleep
So my thoughts get recorded to keep
I'll write things that make sense
And cause minor offence
Then collapse on the floor in a heap.
I'd record these and place on my site
But come morning i'll see that they're shite
So i'll save it and see
If the shite was just me
And then use these to get in a fight.
It seems ev-er-y word that i say
Has me classed as insane or just gay
But the ones that can see
That these ramblings are me
Will turn wiser and see things my way.
Its now late and I've started to yawn
I feel tense but I wont turn to porn
Cos there much more to life
Than an ape and his wife
Making kids in the sun on their lawn.
As a bloke I would like to be bond
Not in reach as a dream but beyond
So with grey plastic gun
I'll shoot darts and have fun
And then rescue my bear from the pond.
The music I like is all old
It's damn good but you will not be told
So I'll mock these new tunes
Fed to mindless teen goons
And keep covered the aces I hold.
