A poem combined of the escapades in the life of Becca Gibbs and Laurenzo Mars year ( 2015 )
Together and appart .. so here we start..
This year it started off with cheers and tears
A couple of bumbs and glorified mumps
Make ups and break ups
Cream crackered Jacobs
And thats just the start of Gibbs and Mars!
Moving through the spring
As useful as a penguin wing
Swiftly through to summer
What a complete bummer
Lost dreams, ice creams
No goals, shit holes
Broken hearts, fucked up heads
Skipping meals, skipping meds
The story gets real
When I tell you about mummy Dale
How she turned one whole room pink
With barley anytime to blink
Cocktails and all that
Some human brought her dirty rat
And then it slumbered in mars bed
She'd favour the dog any day instead
Becca went to France
Looking awkward in her pants
How we make each other laugh
It's imperative to bath
Oh our one and only norma
She's coconuty like a korma
Forever here with her fringe
Marvelous moments of pure cringe
Had enough of all the rain
So Mars took herself to Spain
Where she fell head over feet
Torremolinos oh so sweet
To the beat to the beat
Free as a bird tweet tweet
She needs to live there with her bex
Cause it's better than sex
It became the gruesome October
When we both went very sober
Deleted Facebook oh em gee
Hibernation hee hee hee
Lost and sad, how very bad
Up the walls and going mad
Each other at least we surely had
And for that we're very very glad
Jokes we've always been crazy
This year was not a phazey
Two thousand and shite teen
Welshpool and bally fooking been
Our clothes were black
Our jokes were whack
Had a whole year full of slack
Feeling like a knickerless Caroline flack
So that was mean
And not very clean
But so is wearing green
And it's all obscene
Horay it's here
Another new year
No more tears
No more fears
No more creepy queers
So hey hey cheers
Lets be happy, free and full of glee
Cause this is the year of you and me
We can be anything we want to be
This is the year of thee monkeeeeey
Oms and ahhs and ha ha haahs
Lols and dolls and growing balls
Tics and taks and new years pacts
Winks and shrinks
And new found brinks
And ch-ch-change
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Author:
Renzi Mars (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 28th, 2017 05:34
- Comment from author about the poem: If not been writing much at the minute because I am currently in hospital. For how long I'll be here i do not know. Although i found this oldie that me and my beat friend wrote a few years back and it make me smile. The little things that help hospital life
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Comments4
Oh Renzi this is a cute and really good poem. I hope you get out of the hospital soon. I sure do miss your writes on MPS! Get well!
It is great to hear from you again Renzi, you have been missed. I do hope that your stay at hospital will be short lived and that you remain strong, healthy and full ypof your wonderful humour as seen in your words.
Hooray, our Renzi is still with us! You, who knows how to wring the most joy out of life, while denying yourself of the sustenance to maintain it ... An enigma you are, but a beautiful one for sure!
The world would be diminished without you, Renzi. I hope you make it through this.
Your re-appearance here and your oh so Renzi-like wee little poem (didn't know you could write that long) was like a beautiful Hawaiian rainbow for my tired old eyes! Now be a good girl and get well soon! You are sorely missed here!
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