Tea for Ten, Management Zen

( an observation relevent to the 9-managers-and-one-worker scenario )

I gotta dig in,
far into the earth.
The managers stand around
and discuss what I'm worth.
Considering what
they add to the plot
the story is pretty shortlived
you'd have thought.
They don't have a pick
a shovel or spade
but axes to grind
that precess for an age
And when they suggest
it is time for a tea,
how come the guy
who's to boil it
is ME ?

Ban Poems !!

I have a strict rule
to only do songs
(cos the lyrical form
is more tight and strong)

But note,
that note-less again today
its gone awry, to my dismay.

Its not helped at all,
by blogspots strange quirks
that removes single quotes
instead question marks lurk.

Eat shoot and leaf ?
it is a matter of surrender
and makes One wish
to go out on a bender.

Weld Domination (for The Boy Who Heard Music)

For weld domination,
the dog pack's obeying.
Rather whines, sniffs and wimpers
and wearing christmas jumpers,
than competitive issues
and drunken Miss Construes.

There must be a squeaky wheel
demanding and fighting
They rush to the front
don't care who they're bargin'.

But mostly they're thinkers
and world bleary writers
an interesting mixture
of intrigue and blighters.

I've hidden this here
so it won't be read
At least not until
I've disappeared off to bed.

And the Last Clunky bit
I haven't time to fix :

Oh look
how big
the commenters count is,
from a hundred to thousands
per chapter
like swarms where bees drip off.

Hope they haven't clicked yet
(that) Life House musical themes
and maybe even Grid dreams
could be retrieved,
nay be rewired, solely from this.

Your Favourite Rock Quote

Your Favourite Rock Quote.

As a matter of course
rocks don't speak
but if they could
it would take a week
though sound travels fast
through rock,
in roll it's muffled like a sock.

If rok birds could speak
they would be awk awk awkward
stutter and squeak
with little thought about it.
but the Stones
are well known
for pebbles of wisdom
I suppose it depends
on which beach you are living

Status Quo,
ever the same,
are quite quotable in
the rock n roll game.
Those same twelve bars
"rockin' all over the world"
while Rick Parfitt rythmns
Telecaster blue licks
beneath blonde curls

John Peel, bless his socks
had a favorite quote thus
"I was born with a plastic
spoon in my mouth".
Who would substitute any other song.
"I can't explain, but,"
he was never wrong.

Spike Milligan, alas passed,
had furore for planning permission
his tombstone in gaelic had to be written
(a two year wait before the diocese gave in)
"I told you I was ill" he wanted his epitaph to say
they still hide his comedic expression today.
Strange decision,
considering his iconoclastic precision.