A collection of some of my dark, funny and quirky poems and rhymes.
Stare through the window at the blackened night,
he’s out there somewhere playing twisted games,
hunting for strays and unwary dames.
The papers have warned to stay off the streets,
dare to go out you may end up in strife,
your innards dangling from the end off his knife.
Three, four women now have been found dead,
a most grisly end for those he chose,
each of them split from nave to nose.
So stay in tonight, safely at home,
quieten your thoughts of going out alone.
Stay where it’s warm and lovely my friend,
and save yourself from a rather unhappy end.