Jaman Music

I went for a walk in the snow yesterday and wrote a poem on the trot.

You may wish to hear it and be overjoyed.

It is called snowball throttler beware of your social image.

Snowball throttler beware of your social image

You roll your giant hand around your balls,

Snow balls that is, and you hide your bold facade,

Waiting in antic-like anticipation for those you are about slay,

A devilish chuckle spits through your twisted clenched lips,

The ball in your hand a grenade of terror for a little soldier,

They come, your eye twitches at the corner intrudence,

You wait, arm long like a gorilla, catlike stance,

Throwing , direct hit, the target falls, shocked from the surprise,

You run home in delight, a satisfied lad.

I met them all on Christmas eve,

The loonies who are biased,

All singing to some bearded man,

Hosanna in the highest,

Then I saw the Jesus child,

My head it gave a whirl,

But my heart still lies with Mary,

She is my Christmas girl.

We went clubbing last night and it was great.

Frank was the D.J. and he was playing soul and funk from the seventies.

I got really drunk and so did Annie but we still managed to get home in one piece. We were soaking wet though because it was raining hard.

I managed to go the whole night without smoking a single cigarette so it should make my new years resolution a lot easier if I start now.

I finally got around to buying a new camera and decided on the Canon in the end because Jenny has one so I got to take it for a test drive first. lol

All my christmas presents are bought but I dread the Christmas family reunion…it always ends in tears.

I hope you all like the look of my blog and that it isn’t too kitch.

o.k. I will write again soon.