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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 31 grudnia 2011

The Empty Vessel

Now we really must think outside the box
Bring it to the table, not move the goalpost
I hear what you're saying, we’ve already touched base
At the end of the day that’s what matters most
Are we singing from the same hymn sheet
Is the circle of our knowledge base fine
Some blue sky thinking to push the envelope
Will get all of our ducks in a line
Bottom line is the ballpark figure right
Will going forward keep the client group merry
If we start by picking the low hanging fruit
Will that give us another bite of the cherry
Think glass half full and address the issue
Take it to the next level living the dream
‘U’ and ‘I’ are both in the solution
But it’s true there’s no ‘I’ in team
At this moment in time it’s no win-win situation
The fact of the matter it’s mission critical
This is real octopus of a problem
We can face it if we each grab a tentacle


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 20 listopada 2011

Thinking Of A Title Is The Hardest Part

Staring at the screen, hoping for a start
Thinking of a title really is the hardest part
Staring at the screen, hoping for a verse
Trying hard to fill my need to rhythmically converse
Staring at the screen, hoping for a break
I want to sound sincere and not plastic or fake
Staring at the screen, hoping for ideas
Watching as my wish to be creative disappears
Staring at the screen, hoping for a line
Think I'll just give up now and stop wasting my time
Staring at the screen, making one last bid
I need to write a poem, wait a minute, I just did!


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 3 stycznia 2012

Critical

Criticism affects us different ways
Some will feel the pain for days
When someone feels the vile need
To do their best to try to impede
Any attempt to make or create
Something, be it minor or great

I find more amusement than hurt
When someone wants to throw the dirt
I look past the front of aggression
And any negative thoughts soon lesson

The thing that you must ask yourself
Just how strong is their mental health
If they need to belittle and chide
Behind a screen so they can hide

You’ll find that those that criticise
Tend to have the emptiest lives
And feel the need to take a dig
To try to make themselves feel big

Don’t feel anger or negativity
Critics just deserve your pity


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 31 grudnia 2011

Texty Thing

ITS ODD THT WTH AL TH MBL PHNS
MR PPL R TLKNG EACH DY
TXT MSSGS BEING SNT THRU TH AIR
VRYBDY HS SO MCH 2 SY

YOUD THNK THT THS MEANS ENGLSH GRWS
WRTTN WRDS R INCREASNGLY SHWN
MR PPL DSCVRNG NW FN WRDS
NSTEAD OF STCKNG 2 THEIR OWN

BT TH SD THNG IS THT WRDS R NT
GRWNG ND FLWNG LKE HNY
NSTEAD THY R CHPPD UP MKNG THM LOOK
HRSH ND UGLY ND FNNY

S IF U R SNDNG A MSSGE
I ASK U 2 PLEAS DO THS TRCK
SPLL EVRY WRD AS IT SHD BE SPLT
ND MK OUR WRLD SEEM LSS THCK

Translation:
Its odd that with all the mobile phones
More people are talking each day
Text messages being sent through the air
Everybody has so much to say

You’d think that this means English grows
Written words are increasingly shown
More people discovering new fun words
Instead of sticking to their own

But the sad thing is that words are not
Growing and flowing like honey
Instead they are chopped up making them look
Harsh and ugly and funny

So if you are sending a message
I ask you to please do this trick
Spell every word as it should be spelt
And make our world seem less thick


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 10 grudnia 2011

Power Struggle

My alarm clock this morning woke me up late
Which meant that my day didn’t start great
The toaster, joining in the attack
Made all of my toast come out black

The kettle just seemed to do what it felt
The iron made my work shirt melt
The house alarm wouldn’t set today
The garage door wouldn’t move out the way

The car stereo wouldn’t play my CD’s
The traffics lights changed just as they pleased
The security keypad lock at work
Ignored my code number and just went berserk

When I got home the TV popped with a spark
And the lights all fused so I’m now in the dark
Everything electric has broken tonight
I’m surprised the computer is working alrig…


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 22 listopada 2011

Embrace The Change

I changed my hair I changed my style
I changed my look I changed my smile
I changed my hat to suit the fad
I changed the clothing that I had
I changed my diet and my routine
I changed into a fitness machine
I changed my lifestyle I changed my physic
I changed from welcoming to quiet and meek
I changed my character and changed my friends
I changed the way the story ends
I changed the goals and sights I’d see
I changed everything that made me me

I changed my mind I changed direction
I changed how I viewed my reflection
I changed right back to how I began
Exactly the same but a completely changed man

May 25, 2008


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 20 grudnia 2011

Life's a Buffet


I cant eat that think of my weight
Who know the number of calories
Will attack me if that’s on my Plate
I could grow quite fat with ease
And if I dared to stay out late
My skin will just sag as it please

I dare not travel, I may get lost
And I don’t like to be out in the heat
Just as much as I dislike the frost
Odd climates will just have me beat
And think of the trouble or anguish or cost
Or my poor aching legs and feet

It could be fun having something new
But just how new should it be
There may be a wonderful panoramic view
But I may be too worried to see
I could be too timid to give it its due
The change might be wrong for me

Don’t live in fear of change, laugh and play and sing
Life is just like a buffet, try a bit of everything


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 25 grudnia 2011

Christmas Card Cramps


Now Christmas card writing I have Begun
So I get my pen and start card number one:
‘Merry Christmas to all that you hold dear
And the warmest of wishes for the new year
I hope that you and your life are well
And you’ll have a healthy and wealthy spell
Best wishes to you and your family
Kindest regards as ever, from me’

The envelope licked and the card sealed inside
By card number five I‘ve lessoned my stride:
‘I hope that you and your life is well
And you’ll have a health and wealthy spell
Best wishes to you and your family
Kindest regards as ever, from me’

I carry on more at a fairly strong rate
But the lines become less by card number eight:
‘Best wishes to you and your family
Kindest regards as ever, from me’

By now I am feeling less than keen
So when it comes to number fifteen
When they open it up all they will see
Is: ‘Happy Christmas, from me’

Many cards later I have a bad cramp
Think next year I’ll just get a stamp


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 31 grudnia 2011

Cheery Year

January is too soon here
A damp and cold start to the year
February follows on
With snow and ice that’s seldom gone
March appears next in line
And down comes rain all the time
April showers now are due
Lasting the whole month through
May and showers still persist
Bringing frost and fog and mist
June gets hot, insanely so
Everyone’s red and aglow
July bring chills mixed with hot
You’re never sure just what you’ve got
August the sun is up and bold
But the wind still keeps it cold
September the drizzle and ice is back
Keeping up a relentless attack
October’s colder so I hide
With a hot drink and stay inside
November sees your breath in the air
And colds and sneezes everywhere
December’s cold but brings some cheer
Then bloody January’s here


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Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming, 11 stycznia 2012

Motor Mischief

I stand outside all night cos you wont put me away
My silver body work is a grim kind of grey
You drive me miles and miles every single day
It’s not much fun being your car

You rev too much, burning oil every mile
Keeping on going really is a trial
All I ask is a service once in a while
It’s not much fun being your car

You haven’t cleaned me inside or out for years
When you’re in a hurry you start to grind my gears
If I whine up goes your music so you’re not one who hears
It’s not much fun being your car

You have me roaring down the motorway again
Through the wind and grit and dirt and fumes and rain
Being used so carelessly really is a pain
It’s not much fun being your car

But one day on the road my engine will just die
And you’ll have to wait out in the rain til help comes by
And when the mechanic starts me I will work first try
I can have some fun being your car


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