JUST MORE BLOODY WORDS. well maybe the same ones recycled who knows.

JUST MORE BLOODY WORDS. well maybe the same ones recycled who knows.

A Poem by yorkie

Well here are my words
all just written for you
there's songs, rants, really weird stuff.
only fit for wiping your arse with I think.
I showed it once to someone
that knows about writing and stuff
she said some of it was interesting
that's code for most of its s**t.
where do I get my ideas
someone once asked me that
well I don't know
they sorta come into my head
perhaps  I need treatment for that.
do  I enjoy writing
well really that's a yes and no
I like putting words on paper
after that I don't really know.
it gives me something to do I suppose
life can be empty at times
been a carer aint easy
but been without her would be worse.
I would like to write more on this
truth is I don't know what
whenever i get an idea
I make a cuppa for the wife
then lose the thread that  I had.

© 2025 yorkie


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Added on December 26, 2025
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yorkie
yorkie

west yorks, yorkshire, United Kingdom



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a proud Yorkshire man. strong in the arm and thick in the head so there saying goes. just a bit of a hobby writing some poor poetry that comes from life and what i see. more..