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Saturday 10 May 2014

Little Woman

I saw a little woman
Walking down the street
She was dressed all in black
From her head to her feet
Little woman where ya going?
Little woman whatcha doin?
Little woman with the sad eyes
Little woman with the surprise

I saw a little woman
Walking in the lane
She was looking like the evil
High on cocaine
Little woman where ya goin?
Little woman whatcha doin?
Little woman with the blank eyes
Little woman with the surprise

I saw a little woman
Standing on a corner
She was catching all the men’s eyes
You could tell they really wan’ her
Little woman where ya goin?
Little woman whatcha doin?
Little woman with the big eyes
Little woman with the surprise

Can ya see little women
Life is just passing
Don’t ya know little women
Life ain’t laughing

Little women where ya goin’?
Little women whatcha doin?
Little women life’s your eyes
Are ya gonna have a surprise?

Are ya gonna waste ya small life?

©Carolyn Davison 2011

A strange poem I wrote one day...

Monday 5 May 2014

Memory - for Dogs

Midnight
I have just found a lamp post
I feel like I should use it
I am smiling alone.
In the lamplight
I manage to get some relief
Now it's time to
Get on home...
Walkies
I want to go walkies
It's a mile to the old woods
Where there's lots of trees.
I remember the time I went
When there was snow
It turned yellow - I said
Oh NO!
Every street lamp seems to be
A place to go to potty
I can't stop it
E'en if you say
'Hop it'
I cannot wait til morning.
Daylight
I can't wait for the sunrise
I must use this lamp post
I can't hold it in.
©Carolyn Davison 5th May 2014
Haven't got the time to finish it off - but I think you get the gist...