Jambojersey & Useless Things. Poem by Anthony Fry

Jambojersey & Useless Things.



I never once say, what I am thinking.
Usually I am right, in what I think.
What I say, is not what I'm meaning.

Money has no worth, without women.
Money you count, you haven't enough.
Pound, worth more than the euro once.

Make sure, enemies die for their country.
Looking after my body well, is my life.
To late to change, after you have died.

Persistent reality, is merely an illusion.
Respect your elders, because your next.
Despair is Gordon Brown, that's for sure.

If your not sure where your going, don't.
Deal or no deal, sure phone call Noel.
Those who hesitate, are definitely blond.

Tragedies, is getting what you want.
Being inventive, is inventing something.
Imagination, sure tells the biggest lies.

Plenty of jobs in the house, tomorrow.
Bad memory, helps enjoy happiness.
Poverty distributed equally, is clever.

I have as much privacy, as a goldfish.
That Cheshire cat, is left smiling now.
Good deeds, deserve another for sure.

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