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Posted: Tue 19 Aug, 2008 12:16 pm
by Sully
Great stuff, as a kid I nicked his album Snap, Crackle and Bop from the local record shop (anyone remember them?). Not easy stuffing one of those up your jumper - thank heavens for file sharing :lol:

On it is this materpiece:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37QUUwp ... re=related

Far from the crazy pavements
...the taste of silver spoons
A clinical arrangement
...on a dirty afternoon
Where the fecal germs of Mr Freud
...are rendered obsolete
The legal term is null and void
in the case of ... Beasley street

In the cheap seats where murder breeds
somebody is out of breath
Sleep is a luxury they don't need
... a sneak preview of death
Belladonna is your flower
Manslaughter is your meat
Spend a year in a couple of hours
on the edge of Beasley street

Where the action isn't
That's where it is
State your position
Vacancies exist
In an X-certificate exercise
Ex-servicemen excrete
Keith Joseph smiles and a baby dies
in a box on Beasley street

From the boarding houses and bedsits full of
...accidents and fleas
Somebody gets it
Where the missing persons freeze
wearing dead men's overcoats
You can't see their feet
A Riff joint shuts - opens up
right down on Beasley street

Cars collide, colours clash
Disaster movie stuff
For the man with the Fu Manchu moustache
revenge is not enough
There's a dead canary on a swivel seat
there's a rainbow on the road
Meanwhile on Beasley Street
silence is the code

Hot beneath the collar
...an inspector calls
Where the perishing stink of squalor
...impregnates the walls
The rats have all got rickets
They spit through broken teeth
The name of the game is not cricket
Caught out on ...Beasley Street

The hipster and his hired hat
drive a borrowed car
yellow socks and a pink cravat
nothing la-di-dah
O-A-P
Mother-to-be
Watch the three-piece suite
When shitstopper drains
and crocodile skis
are seen on ...Beasley Street

The kingdom of the blind
...a one-eyed man is king
Beauty problems are redefined
...The doorbells do not ring
A light bulb bursts like a blister
the only form of heat
Where a fellow sells his sister
...down the river on Beasley Street

The boys are on the wagon
The girls are on the shelf
Their common problem is
...that they're not someone else
The dirt blows out
The dust blows in
You can't keep it neat
It's a fully furnished dustbin
...sixteen Beasley Street

Vince the aging savage
Betrays no kind of life
...but the smell of yesterday's cabbage
and the ghost of last year's wife
Through a constant haze
of deodorant sprays
He says ...retreat
Alsatians dog the dirty days
Down the middle of Beasley street

People turn to poison
Quick as lager turns to piss
Sweethearts are physically sick
Every time they kiss
It's a sociologist's paradise
Each day repeats
On easy, cheesy, greasy, queasy
...beastly, Beasley Street

Eyes dead as vicious fish
Look around for laughs
If I could have just one wish
I would be a photograph
On a permanent Monday morning
Get lost or fall asleep
When the yellow cats are yawning
Around the back of Beasley Street


Pure poetry 8)

Posted: Tue 19 Aug, 2008 2:15 pm
by Rogue Chef
Pure dribble!

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 9:17 am
by Sully
Fair one - I'd much rather read (fortunately I don't have to listen to them) your quips, observations and witticisms :roll:

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 10:54 am
by Rogue Chef
Sully,
I don't find anything amusing or attractive about his work but then he hasn't written a poem about me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDBkshrV ... re=related

You must feel very......................special.

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 12:15 pm
by Sully
How juvenile :cry: Pretty chad, even for you.

Having a bad day? Run out of girls to pick on?

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 5:36 pm
by Hyperlithe
Oi, you two.
Put the handbags down and step away.

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 6:38 pm
by flighty
Love the Salford Punk Poet!

Speaking as a 'sucked and spat out Smartie .... no use to anyone!'

I saw him half a dozen times late seventies / early eighties.

And then I married the monster from outer space. :o

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 6:47 pm
by flighty
Rogue Chef wrote:I don't find anything amusing or attractive about his work but then he hasn't written a poem about me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDBkshrV ... re=related

You must feel very......................special.
Folk probably said the same about Chaucer in his day.

FFS move on!!!

Jayne

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 6:52 pm
by flighty
I spot a challenge! 8)

Who can write a poem about Rogue?

I'm bloody sure I can!

Gauntlet down. :drinking:

We have one week from today to submit our poems.

Do we have someone prepared to judge?

And how about a fiver for every entry to 'Help for Heroes?'

Jayney xx

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 7:48 pm
by Rogue Chef
Per Gob, Per Nob,
Great stuff, as a kid I nicked his album Snap, Crackle and Bop from the local record shop
How juvenile? Pretty chad, even for you. I would have thought that, being such a great poet, you would have been prepared to pay through the nose for his nasal nonsense! Though I expect by now you've grown out of stealing. Probably not.
Having a bad day? Run out of girls to pick on?
I am of the opinion (based on your juvenile and chad posts) that most girls I pick on (my daughters aged 6 & 11 are typical of my usual opponents) would provide a far tougher challenge than you ever could.

Wait a minute! Is there anyone that can verify the veracity of your claim to fame? I think you're just saying you nicked it to sound hard. Your Mummy probably bought it for you. :kissing:
I'm bloody sure I can!
I'm bloody sure you can too. I only hope it's a
materpiece
of the same high artistic quality as that whingeing git, that Sully worships, produces. Probably not. It would, more than likely, be unintelligible; however you could always ask the EMAT to provide a real translation for you. I daresay one of them could also be the judge. :flirt:

As an aside, has anyone noticed how adept I'm becoming with the use of those emoticon things?

My apologies in advance for any grammar or spelling mistakes. It's late, I'm tired and can't be bothered to enter into a battle of wits with an unarmed man..........................................and woman.

Posted: Wed 20 Aug, 2008 11:48 pm
by GOS44
sportbilly42 wrote:Any RAF DREAMERS out there in forumland??


Anyone??
I think they have all moved to Cheshire

Posted: Thu 21 Aug, 2008 1:14 am
by sportbilly42
Rogue Chef wrote:As an aside, has anyone noticed how adept I'm becoming with the use of those emoticon things?
me too.........Image


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Posted: Thu 21 Aug, 2008 9:26 am
by Sully
:lol: sums it up.

Steve (Rogue :roll:),

I'll sit this one out, it's a bit tragic to see a grown man calling people names on the internet.

Were you bullied at school? Do you live alone? I can almost feel your pain.

Posted: Thu 21 Aug, 2008 10:33 am
by davidemmerson
Well I'm going to stick my head up above the parapet and say I thought the song that Sully posted was bloody brilliant. The song isn't meant for enjoyment, there is a serious message with the lyrics that he has written. Like The Levellers. Anyway, good shizzle, I enjoyed it.

David

Posted: Thu 21 Aug, 2008 7:38 pm
by flighty
You just can't give it a rest, can you, Rogue.

There was I thinking we might have 'bottomed out' with our stuff and I suggested I write a song about you ..... all in good humour at last.

Yet you chose to raise the EMAT thing again.

SO, bollux to you. :multi:

Square one ..... again.

Jayne