Karl's Poems

Karl's Poems first appeared in the third series of the Podcast.

Karl's First Poem

If moths have eyes, would they be happier?

How do they know they're not dead?

Cavemen 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

Bubbled wallpaper. What a mess

Washer dryer knackered. What a mess

Siamese twins seperated. One leg less

I don't like jellyfish, they’re not a fish, they're just a blob

They don’t have eyes, fins 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

It would be spiteful

To put jellyfish in a trifle

For god sake, me belly ache

The doctor said it’s me kidney

He said he’s got to stick a tube up me knob

I said you got to be kidding me

For god sake, knob ache.