I wonder of the bigger things Like why the robin sweetly sings Every morning chorus lead To get me out my lovely bed I open windows just to hear, Locate the robin far or near Then grab a rock or maybe bottle And give its beak a fucking throttle I
Start acting so childish
I’m so bored on the news, which is a terrifying thing when you think about it. I’m totally desensitised to everything from brexit and climate change to wars and terrorism. Remember when you were a kid and none of this mattered. It was wonderful. I’m bored, I think I’ll just
I sometimes worry about things. Like have I forgotten to do something, or am I doing enough for climate change, or If reincarnation were true but you kept your own consciousness, could I handle living as a duck. Probably not. I know very little of duck culture, I could never
How can I sleep.
How can I sleep, when I walk through the street and bodies lay frozen right there at my feet. How can I sleep, when their muscles are weak, when their breathing is freezing and their futures are bleak. How can I sleep, when they’re out through the night, with the
I shout out, no one hears me though So I get angry, rage rises from the depths below Until I realise no sound actually came out And the silence is just an echo of my fears and doubt. I’m mad at the world, or just mad, at the world. Inevitably
Tips for comedians.
The following is a list of tips I have for performers of stand up comedy. I am in no way an expert on this however I have been getting up on stages for over 6 years and in that time I like to think I have amassed some knowledge of
I know how to write a paper I will be just fine for later I can do my twelve times table So adulthood I’m more than able I arrive when the bells ring Like pavlovs dogs, I’ve learnt this thing And many more a skill I’ve mastered Not like you,