Some Small Poems

Derek surveyed the disappointing broccoli
No longer purple, with wilted sprouts
A let down of a vegetable
He opted for carrots instead




Mavis was tired of Brian
Mavis planned his assassination
A bullet in his forehead
From the masked gunman
Would take care of it
But he would have to wait
Till the end of Emmerdale.




Kevin wished he'd been called Elvis
Julie always wished for Marilyn
Dave was desperate to be a Shane
John was bored with being a John
And Susan sort of joined him
But their folks were cursed with
1960's safe name syndrome


I could write a really long sentence that doesn't end when you want it to but rambles on incessantly till you really wish I'd gone for a shorter one but that's the way this writer rolls I guess with no regard for punctuation grammar or brevity.