Left Out

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Oct
18

Left Out

Because I’m strange, doesn’t mean I’m stupid

Because I love wars, doesn’t mean I’m hateful

Why don’t you look back and remember when you were bullied?

You can’t be cool because cool doesn’t give its time.

So you are the same as me- not cool, not dumb…

We are just the same!

People, from the minute we were born.

Gabriel Davies  Age 8 3/4

Tess Egerton © 2012

The Surrealist Story Of The Cyber Lovecats :-)

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Jun
19

Little Miss Muffet met Fate on a tuffet
Whilst eating an omelette one day…
She said ” I rather think
you’re deserving a wink
Or a flirt or an invite to play”
Said Fate to Miss Muffet
” I’d rather not rough-it
For I’m a sophisticant, see…
I like to go wining and chatting and dining
But floozies are ‘off-piste’ to me”.
WELL! Little Miss Muffet
Cried ” I hate to buff-it,
For I’m a sophisticant too….
I far prefer texting 
From free-stylie sexing
I think we should meet at the zoo!”
The Meeting took place
at a horse -riding race
where their eyes met cross a crowded marquee
She said ” you’re just the fella
Cos you like paella-
I think we should go out for tea!!”.
Fate started the car
And they played Shalamar
As they drove their way into the night
They had major laughs 
And talked tall giraffes
And only returned in the light.

The moral of tale
Is to not weep or wail
On the deepest of heart-rending states
Don’t try to be clever, and never say never
Cos one day you may find your ‘Fate’.

© Tess Egerton 2012

I Would Like Green Eggs and Jam, ‘Man’

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Jun
18

   I am Will 

Will. I. Am

I would Like Green Eggs and Ham

I would Like Some Strawberry Jam

I would like to sing Like Tom

I would like to write a song

And produce with Plume de Nom

I am Will

Will .I . AM

I would like Green Eggs and Ham

Tess Egerton  ©  2012

Letter to Lord Leveson (In Ode form)

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Apr
26

Lord Justice Levy, hear my Ode,

Twas time to write or else implode,

As Murdoch’s hacking tale unfolds,

I’m mulling over dreams untold.

For every moment you’re on air

I swoon at each plucked nasal hair;

the wry remarks and steely glare

upon each witness in the chair.

Oh Justice Lev, why can’t it be?

Just us locked in court 73

discussing clauses over tea,

NOT even with Bob Jay (QC).

Lord Levy ( can we call you Brian?)

Ever perceptive when they’re lying

You silence hacks when barely trying

Litigate against unlawful spying….

Lord Leveson I’m in despair!

I yearn to touch your greying hair

It matters not there’s little there

I’ll bring my duster, I don’t care….!

Exemplary judge of highest stance

Your presence sends me in a trance

I would if I had half a chance,

For now I’ll settle with a glance.

And so my rapturous ode must close

For there is no sufficient prose

No need for me to feel morose-

When we next meet I’ll strike a pose!

© Tess Egerton 2012

Jeremy Kyle- Eat Your Heart Out!

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Nov
6

Oh Foolish Lothario                           
look what you’ve done!
Disguarded my sister~
She’s lost and alone…
She’d spent all that time
hanging onto your words
but now you ignore her,
it’s clearly absurd.
She’d loved you more deeply
than life in itself
Now all I can do
Is console with her grief.
Oh great Casanova
I hope you’re content,
one day you’ll look back
and see just what I meant.
They’d told you the grass
was to be greener offside.
If only you’d seen
We’ve all been there; they’d lied…
So any excuses,
oh selfish ex-lover?
Is life more fulfilled
hopping one to another?
One day we will see
as you pass in the street,
She’ll bravely ignore you~
look down at her feet.
She won’t want you seeing
the hurt in her eyes,
I’ll be there beside her
repairing her pride.
Oh foolish lothario;
Such a disgrace.
 Just hope there’s a home
for your great waste of space…..

©TE 2011