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I'm thinking for myself mate,
Don't need no shit from you,
No sugar and spice and all things nice,
No, you can't tell me what to do,
My point of view is mine mate,
My mind will never change,
So you may as well forget it,
I'm weird, I'm mad, I'm strange,
There's other folks like me mate,
We're slipping through the net,
We're shining in the darkness,
Does that make you sweat ?
So go back to your SOAP OPERA,
And have a think on me,
Hold a mirror to your soul,
And SEE ,
Terri~B
30/9/97
The demons are still lurking,
In the corners of our minds,
The blot upon our landscape,
Cannot be left behind,
I remember well those sleepless nights,
And the days of our starvation,
We saw the light but were too late,
To savour our salvation,
It was just like Dorian's painting,
When we stopped to see the truth,
It was etched upon our faces,
Like a foul malignant growth,
So now we wallow in our plight,
Our spirits scarred forever,
Depression eating at our souls,
As we fade away and wither,
But tomorrow is another day,
And we must keep on trying,
To seek and find another way,
And stop the light from dying.
Terri~B
11/10/1997
Ridiculous rayon clad rangers round them up,
Restraining these rampagous revellers requires ruthlessness,
Ramming them into rickety rickshaws at rifle point,
MEANWHILE,
A restaurant full of retching retarded rectors,
And revoltingly righteous Reverends,
Ruminate rudely while rummaging in their rucksacks,
Rhubarb and ratatouille running down their regalia,
Removing all the radiators from the restaurant,
They ran rip-roaring up the road rubbing their rosary beads,
Suddenly a rugged Russian rugby player rode by on roller-skates,
Retrieving the radiators and returning them to the restaurateur,
Written by Terri~B
11/10/1997
The dolls are off on holiday,
For a week or two,
I know you don't believe me,
But I swear it's true.
The cactus plants have prickles,
They're bursting my balloons,
It's party time but no one's here,
Expect they'll be here soon.
The clock is chiming midnight,
The vampires have arrived,
At least I think they're vampires,
They don't look too alive.
Alone here in my dream world,
Where nothing's really real,
I wish I had some flowers,
To touch and smell and feel.
But no one ever comes here,
And no one ever goes,
Because I'm off my trolley,
And everybody knows.
Terri~B
12/10/1997
FOR WHAT'S A FEW LESIONS,
IN THE BRAIN,
WHEN YOU CAN TWADDLE,
ON THE TRAIN,
IT'S WELL WORTH ZAPPING,
YOUR GREY MATTER,
WHEN IT'S SO CONVENIENT,
TO CHATTER.
SO!
I KNOW I'VE BEEN,
A PAIN IN THE BUM,
BUT TO MY SENSES,
I HAVE COME,
AND NOW I'M OFF,
TO BUY MY PHONE, AND NEVER AGAIN,
WILL YOU HEAR ME MOAN,
NOW THAT I'VE BECOME
A CLONE!
BAAAAH!!!!!!
Terri~B
2000
Swimming in your powerful vastness,
Feeling all the strong vibrations,
When you want to pull me under,
Down I come without a question.
Paying homage to your sunshine,
In the warmth of golden rays,
I know the meaning of acceptance,
When you shine upon my face.
Walking tall and straight beside you,
Holding fast in stormy seas,
You freshen and invigorate me,
Never, ever leave me, PLEASE.
And when at last our time is over,
We will go where spirits go,
Hand in hand we'll be together,
Walking softly through the snow.
I love you so.
Terri~B
3/12/97
HYPER KIDS AND HYPER PARENTS,
HOME IMPROVEMENT HYPERMARKETS.
Matching curtains, Matching carpets,
Matching wardrobes, matching beds,
Wallpapers with matching borders,
Matching lampshades, nodding heads,
Colours are co-ordinated,
Brains are washed and wages blown,
Just came out to get a paintbrush,
Wish I'd left my purse at home.
Check out girls with blank expressions,
Watch you through their vacant eyes,
Sinking in a sea of chatter,
Brains completely paralysed.
HOME IMPROVEMENT HYPERMARKETS
MAKE ME HYPERVENTILATE,
GIVE ME HYPERTENSION,
IT'S ANOTHER DIMENSION,
BEYOND MY COMPREHENSION.
Terri~B
5/10/1997
Why can't you see, why you have lost,
The longer the fight, The higher the cost,
You'll never see the winning post,
You're dancing with THE ANTI-CHRIST.
Don't sink any deeper into the game,
Get out now while you're still sane,
You'll only have yourself to blame,
When your heart and soul are lame
I love you like my brother,
I guess I always will,
And I would never lie to you,
The truth to you I'll tell,
It hurts so much to know that you,
Are in the fires of HELL.
Terri~B
26/11/97
But there's carriage in deportment,
And the fashion is outmoded,
The technique has lost it's style,
It's design configuration,
As a case for illustration,
For instance here's a sample,
Of an archetype or model,
And a pattern that is standard,
But ingenious creation,
And innovative inventions,
Are genuinely authentic,
If you see what I am saying,
And the knowledge is therefore an insight
As to why the discretion is shrewd,
With wisdom and total discernment,
It is easy enough to conclude,
That it's nonsenSe and utter imprudence,
But with logic and perfect perception,
If you foolishly drivel inanities,
You can choose an appointed selection,
It's a perfectly rational judgement,
And it's all on the basis of proof,
For the purpose of justification,
It's an argument based on the truth,
Terri~B
23/10/1997
Spinning on a wheel of madness,
Waiting to be cast aside,
Burning up in flames of sadness,
Can't you see it in my eyes,
Will you still be there,
When I reach the other side ?
Did it happen in a past life,
In a former incarnation,
Is it real or just a dream ?
Heavy waves of realization,
Flooding through in blood red streams,
Leaving stains of degradation,
Where have I been ?
Where are you ?
Now I hear you,
Now I see you,
Closer now,
Louder now,
Hold me,
Love me,
Never let me go !
I could have deserted you,
In the madness of my grieving,
Bent upon my self destruction,
I could have deserted you,
But the Gods forbade !
Terri~B
23/10/1998
Only lust and sex starvation,
Tie them to thEIr sorry plight,
In their black inebriation,
Swooping, dancing through the night,
Come and join the rotting corpses,
Charred and burn't up dying spirits,
Laughing open goulish jaws,
Dripping, drooling, green saliva,
Mutants full of radiation,
Creep and slither on the floor,
Creatures seeking copulation,
Hoping that tonight they'll score,
Terri~B
3/10/97
Teenage mutant monsters with couch potato mothers,
"We just can't control him, he's just like his brother".
"They're drinking and they're taking drugs,
And my little Johnny's turned into a thug".
"I can still recall the days,
When he never left the house,
He loved to watch his videos,
He was quiet as a mouse.
Of course, I couldn't watch them,
Too much blood and gore,
Oh! what's become of Johnny,
He's not like he was before."
"And our Julie's pregnant,
And you know she's only ten,
And we're not sure just whose it is,
She's had so many men".
"They're putting out the windows,
Oh! isn't it a shame,
But now it's time for Brucey,
And the generation Game."
WHY DON'T YOU GET UP OFF YOUR ASS,
AND SWITCH OFF YOUR T.V.
PUT YOUR HAT AND COAT ON,
AND TAKE A WALK WITH ME.
COME OUT HERE AND SEE YOUR KIDS,
SEE WHAT THEY ARE DOING,
DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT,
INSTEAD OF VIEWING AND STEWING.
Terri~B
23/10/1997
The hand is pointing down at me,
I wonder what it means,
Everything is watching me,
I think I'm going to scream,
They're looking through the windows,
But I won't let them in,
The sofa is still laughing,
And the clock says 10 past 10,
I wish they'd come and take me,
I don't know who they are,
I only know they're waiting,
They're outside in a car,
And now the lights have all gone out,
It's dark as dark can be,
The nightmares they are coming,
Oh! please please someone help me,
But you can't escape from nightmares,
They've got you, don't you know,
There is no way to hide from them,
There is no where to go,
Oh no!
Terri~B
12/10/1997
Sit down in a quiet space,
And let your mind wander,
Explore the dusty corridors,
To recollect and ponder,
How many minutes in the day,
Do you allow your brain to stray?
Maybe you should find a way,
To do something about it,
But I very much doubt it,
You can do without it,
It would just get in the way,
Of your busy working day,
And then when you get home,
You can't ALLOW YOUR MIND TO ROAM,
Cause you really must unwind,
Leave reality behind,
Get turned on to your T.V,
Can't have thoughts just flowing free,
My God, If pEOple started thinking,
Then where do you THINK we'd be ?
Terri~B
30/9/1997
You talk and talk and talk all day,
And come to no conclusions,
Don't you think it's time that you,
Gave up on the illusions.
Don't play those songs that make you cry,
Don't look at me and ask me why,
Cos I don't know,
What makes the raging river flow.
See your life for what it is,
Keep both eyes on the road ahead,
The grass that looks so green from here,
May all be shrivelled up and dead.
But where there's life there's hope, you know,
And you can always have your dream,
To get you through the duller days,
When all you want to do is scream.
Terri!B
3/12/97
Have you got a car..MAN,
Have you got a job ?
And how about a GOLD CARD...YES,
Well, stick it in my gob,
For we can pay abortionists,
To wash away our sin,
Just whip it in, and whip it out,
And throw it in the bin.
I'm all for stronger women,
Oh! Please don't get me wrong,
I think it's time we had the strength,
To keep our knickers on.
And neither am I prudish,
I love a good hard fuck,
I'm just so tired of seeing it,
Being thrown around like muck.
Terri~B
26/11/97