And now it’s time for another poem.This one is called Lost and Alone.
Lost and alone,
I wander through the desolate forest of my despair.
I cry out loud in misery and defeat.
But my mournful cries fall only upon deaf ears,
for they are deaf.
And I am lost and alone.
I have tried beyond hope to find may way through
The dark despair of my solitude.
But only the trees can see my pain,
for I am in a forest where there is lots of wood
and they cannot help me, because they are trees.
And so I feel lost and alone.
I scream out loud but no one hears,
which sort of makes sense, cos no one heard me cry out in misery and defeat either.
I look for a sign, an omen of relief
and try as I might, I can see no way out.
Without a GPS tracking system or a map,
I remain lost and still alone.
I plead to the gods,
“why have you forsaken me?”
“Why am I here?” “What have I done?”
They listen intently to my pain before remarking,
“you took a wrong turn down the A41 and it is this very reason,
why you are lost and also alone.”
And so like Eddie Murphy’s career,
I remain in limbo.
And like the face of Sarah Jessica Parker,
the nights remain long.
So like a lost soul whose soul has been lost,
I too remain lost and hopelessly alone.
Damn, mother was right. The education system really was wasted on me. And now for today’s letter…
Cockney rhyming slang-Mince Pies
Example– Man No 1-“Ere, that Sharon has got a lovely set of mince pies.”
Man No 2-“Just wait till you see her muffins.”