cooperman88

When you wish upon a star!

Put your arm ’round a friend

Hold them close, not far.

To light up your life

and brighten your day,

To make all your worries

Go away!

Believe in yourself.

Believe in the the truth!

It’s hard to find these days

Fake news has us screwed!

Nice guys don’t win, or so they say

I’m OK with losing!

Have a nice day!

Why do sunsets make you think?

of life, of loss, of love and times,

when wrong roads were taken and bad choices made, when we were young and emotions ran high.

No time for failure, or poor peoples lives, we were the boys , the lads , the guys.

We did not notice. Did not see, what life had in store for you and for me.

Fighting is fun, it doesn’t really hurt, till a bullet hits home or you’ve worn the wrong shirt.

She’s all grown up now, I want her to be,— happy, safe and sensible!

Nothing like me!

A new dawn on a new day, perhaps a little better than yesterday.

But it’s summer, young men want to fight, anything, anywhere to show they’re right!

I’ve got muscles and even a tattoo ‘d’yu see that copper – I hit him too’

You can’t arrest me! I’ve got to go home! Mum says dinner at six! She’ll be on my phone!

Spoke to an immigrant once, he seemed a nice chap, said they’d raped his sister and killed his dad.

But Jim sais they’re bad, taking our money so we gotta protest, sais it ain’t funny.

They’re in a hotel whilst Danny’s sleeping rough, he nicked money from his folks, for a dig, it’s tough!

Job Centre today, they knows I can’t work, bad back, stress and me dog to walk.

Perhaps tomorrow will be better, better than today, but really, deep down I believe in yesterday!

Don’t take this stuff too seriously, it’s just the ramblings of an old bloke! (only for viewers of a certain age)

Yu gotta be young to clean yu bike! To stoop, to squat, to brush, to wipe!

Can’t wait to be older and buy a car

To wash and polish and admire from afar

She’s just had a de-coke, runs just fine, I’ve adjusted the tappets and re-set the time. Lie on the floor and look at the sills, check the exhaust, there’s no hole to fill. New points, new plugs, what more can I say. five hundred quid to drive away!

I’d keep her forever but time moves on! It’s a journey, a hike but yu gotta be young to clean yu bike

I have stolen this place, for now it has gone, once it was cute, but people moved on. The rickety chairs and sloping wood tables, all fine by me, with my meandering thoughts, but not for you and your Trip-Advisor noughts.

Why do you come here and glance at the view, for a moment, a second, a minute or two. Before it calls like an admonishing mum. look at me! Stare at me, give me your thumb. To scroll to, to touch, to boast, to cry, feed me your energy but please keep me dry.

I’m your weapon, your shield, I am what you are. I’m busy, go away, I’m important, I’m loved, can’t you see! Can’t you see.

Oh yes! How lovely, wait just a mo! Take my picture so that I can show. To the world, to my world but especially to Jane. Her husbands a loser, they live down the lane.

Can we go now, I’m bored, there’s only one waiter and he’s got a hair lip. the eggs were overdone, darling don’t give a tip.

Those dogs are a nuisance, begging for scraps licking and sniffing, the wi-fi is rubbish, no google maps.

Shall we move on dear? I don’t feel at ease. My money, the passports, my jewelry ‘et al’

Let’s try The Hilton! Please Darling Please!