New work

James Lott Jr you have been roasted

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I know a guy

Funny as hell

James lott jr

Out of his shell

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In the jungle

His garden in LA

He wants a roast

Time to play

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It’s hot over there

A lot of sun

He works so much

He’s lost his buns

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He’s a leftie

Weird is that

He don’t like scissors

He likes to act

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He sings to himself

Too old too fat

What a sick beat

Too loud too black

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Masked singer is in town

Where has he gone

They unmask the winner

James has won

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He is a taurus

He’s always sipping tea

The cool cuddly hunk

Happy as can be

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Now in his garden

Tending his flowers

He’s got green fingers

What super powers

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What did I say

About this super man

Look at him jump

He is the man!

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depression · Life · managing depression

This clouded feeling

I can’t put my finger on it

Why I feel so down

This clouded feeling

That’s hanging around

I feel almost sick

But I don’t know why

I haven’t even got

Any appetite

I can’t control my emotions

So angry in my heart

Can’t pull it from me

I don’t know which path

How can I escape

From this torturous hell?

Is there an escape?

Is it a closed shell?

Its vice like grip

Constantly on me

Oh how I wish

I could be free

To breathe deeply

Clean virgin air

To stop suffocating

To fight the despair

Does happiness exist?

Will I feel it one day?

Or am I in hell hotel

Destined to stay?

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Life · New work · Uncategorized

Saving the snake in the flames

A man saw a snake

Surrounded by flames

He tried to help it

Bitten and in pain

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The man dropped the snake

Back into the fire

He looked around him

His courage to be admired

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He found a metal bar

The snake wrapped around

He placed the bar down

Carefully to the ground

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A passer by saw his act

Questioning why he helped

“The snake’s instinct is to bite”

“But I just had to help”

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kids book

Colin the crocodile

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Colin the crocodile

Look at that lovely smile

Swimming in your muddy swamp

Looking for something to chomp

With your tough prickly skin

And that little mischievous grin

Ooohhh have you found something

He so likes when he wins

There is one thing this croc would like

Is to leave the swamp and take his bike

For a charming ride watching the trees

Legs in the air shouting WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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family · happy · Life

A dogs life

Oh I’m dreaming, chasing that ball. Not a care in the world not at all.

Oh there’s a noise, my master’s getting up. Oh I’m so happy just like a pup.

I wanna go out, out out out. Come on master let me out.

Yes the door is open, run run run. Oh I’m so happy, oh what fun.

Now let’s find somewhere, pee pee pee. Oh what a good spot, ohhh what glee.

Where’s my master, he’s there there there. Oh master a cuddle, scratch me there.

A little drink, then my food food food. Mmm yummy I really like my food.

Now back into my basket, sleep sleep sleep. Good night master, not even a peep.

Phil lister 01/08/17

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depression · Life · love

Confrontation

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Confrontation never easy for me

Always so scared

To vent my wishes

To be heard

Falling on deaf ears

I scream to be heard

Those words cutting

Tearing through you

A thousand knives flicking flesh

Passing through aimlessly

But damage persists

Blood spewing from the violence

Of my words

Blindfold on

I wish not to see

Fallout from my radiation

As I scream aloud again

Remaining skin no more

I have spoken

I told you I don’t like confrontation

No

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depression · Rhyming poetry to change your day

The curse of the baby

When you first come into this world

The nurse inspects you and gives you a twirl

You are then taken home and placed to rest

You are left to slumber and of course to rest

And from that moment there is a change

You start to cry and make your parents deranged

Through all the noise and the screaming

I think your parents would rather be dreaming

For this disruption causes stress

And their sweet child is no longer a bless

And for a reason unknown to you

Your parents split and are no longer two

Was it your fault? Is it true?

Was it actually because of you?

Phil Lister 05/03/03

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