Karl Pilkington

Poem One

If moths had eyes,
Would they be happier?
How do they know they’re not dead?

Cave men hunting for food,
But not before,
They style the hair on their head

What would last longer,
in dinosaur times?

A blind man didn’t stand a chance,
Not with all them rocks about.

I’d rather be a blind moth.

(Copyright 2006 Karl Pilkington)

Poem Two>

Bubbled wallpaper,
What a mess.

Washer - dryer knackered,
What a mess.

Siamese twins separated,
One leg less.
(Copyright 2006 Karl Pilkington)

Poem Three
I don’t like Jellyfish, they’re not a fish, they’re just a blob.
They don’t have eyes, skin or scales like a cod,
They float about blind, stinging people in the seas,
And no-one eats Jellyfish with chips and mushy peas,
Get rid of them

(Copyright 2006 Karl Pilkington)

Poem Four
It would be spiteful,
To put Jellyfish in a trifle
(Copyright 2006 Karl Pilkington)

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