The Huntsman carries a two-headed axe
As he stalks through the darkened forest,
Hunting for a very special creature
Hoping to send it to eternal... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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Through the midnight forest
The hunter and the hunted run,
Trying to outrun each other
For their own goals before the sun.
When the sun slowly rises
The hunter can move in for the kill,
Hoping soon to bag his quarry
Just to get a sadistic... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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In the Rockin’ Rollin’ 1950s
Came a very evil man,
Killing more than forty-five
He signed himself Rodan.
The first, a woman named Betty
With raven hair down her back,
Rodan struck from the shadows
Killing Betty with an... – by Phil Roberts | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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A black obelisk
Marked with weird hieroglyphs,
A tribute to evil.
Ancient stone monument
Used by lost cultures,
To worship evil gods?
Night black marble
Weighing hundreds of tonnes,
Making up this... – by Phil Roberts | 10 Views added 3 years ago
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Aunty Mabel lived to be
One hundred-and-two years of age,
While your relatives all died.
"How sad," she would say
"When your children die first,
"And you have to live... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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It's the saddest time of year for me
It's Christmas and I'm on my own,
Now Carol's gone and I'm so blue
It's Christmas and I'm all... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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Snow beneath the summer heat
Running scared of all you meet.
Never knowing what you'll find
Is it real or in the mind,
Upside down upon the ceiling
Losing feeling, senses reeling;
Shadows looming in the air
You look around but nothing's... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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I've got those rundown battery
Those rundown battery blues,
I know your love for me
Has surely rundown... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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Chorus:
Life was never meant to be easy
But it’s harder for some,
than for others,
Life was never meant to be easy
But it’s the working man who
mostly must... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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Suddenly you're born
On some cold and dreary night,
Too young to know the horror
Of your barely started life.
Unfulfilled you grow until
You're about to start school days,
Like living in a cornfield
That's been turned into a... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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I've just been told by Burnham
That they'll come down on me hard,
If I don't sign up with Losers Inc.
And activate my deconnect... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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An aerial tiger
A paper balloon,
The breeze rises high
To the man in the moon.
Nobody worries
No one dares to move,
For it’s only your life
That you’re liable to... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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Broken backs and fractured thighs,
Keep on working to appease the wife.
Overworked and underpaid,
No compensation ... you just don't rate;
Toe the line or be brought down,
You're better off Not hanging... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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I remember a day in July 1987
I received a tearful call from my brother's wife,
In hysterics, Julie quickly blurted out
That the previous night my brother John had... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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What everybody needs
Is a reason to go living,
What everybody wants
Is a reason not to give... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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It’s a song of Australia
And living in recession,
A hymn of power that corrupts
A country in depression;
It’s a song of young children
Still living in poverty,
Broken promises of treaties
Made to... – by Phil Roberts | 0 Views added 3 years ago
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Chorus:
When my sweet Lord He calls me
From his mansion in the sky,
My sweet Lord He calls me
Up to the sweet bye and bye.
Verse 1:
I’ll go and see him fearless
With no terror in my mind,
When my sweet Lord He calls me
Unto the sweet bye and... – by Phil Roberts | 0 Views added 3 years ago
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His followers journeyed
From far across the seas,
For their beloved icon
Was where they longed to... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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Don't you know that
Beggars can't be choosers,
Cause we're all born... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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I've got those polystyrene plastic
Artificial blues,
All the good things in life
Are now left... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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I I me me mine
That's all I find,
You were no good though,
You acted so... – by Phil Roberts | 7 Views added 3 years ago
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"This is Canberra talking
To all of you slaves,
You're out there working
Toward an early... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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I can never be lonely while
Jesus is walking by my side,
For Jesus is my sweet saviour
He’s someone in whom I can... – by Phil Roberts | 11 Views added 3 years ago
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The minister for propaganda
Has evil words to say,
He slanders Celts and Saxons
Belittling our race.
He says that we’re all racists
We’re evil because we’re white,
And like those good men Boothe and Oswald
We’d love to get him in our... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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Chorus:
Black-and-white --
Second-hand --
B-grade life,
Nothing in the world
Ever turns out... – by Phil Roberts | 116 Views added 3 years ago
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To die in darkness is nobody's intent
And yet your death may be pre-ordained,
In this universe of broken promises
When hope and dreams are not... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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When the Anti-Christ (Now painted black!)
Tells us truth ain’t coming back,
When DARPA’s soulless men attack:
Man, it’s time to be a hero (oh yeah)
It’s sure time to be a hero!... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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I've got no place where I can stay
Ain't got no bags, so I'm on my way.
To the boss man, I'm no use,
I'm sick and tired of being... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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Such a work-a-day living
And your life is a drag,
Work-a-day people dream
Of joy, they've never had.
A work-a-day feeling
Don't time go so slow,
There's a million and one places
You'd much rather... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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Thanks for the world
For all that it's worth,
It's rotten through and through
It's entire... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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Poverty cripples
The working man,
His ode is
A dirge of pain;
A sullen, eerie,
Chilling... – by Phil Roberts | 15 Views added 3 years ago
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It's afterwards
And a calm of sorts is setting in.
And now we know the king
Will never sing again,
But... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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Evil, grey-haired harridan
Shrieking foul abuse,
Course, sarcastic rantings
In buses, or on the loose.
A face like sour vinegar
As foul as “Ugly-Fruit”,
Faster than a gunslinger
Her loud mouth starts to... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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A lithe black beauty
Feisty in her nature, this
Feline dark siren;
Not afraid to lash out with
A swift mitt to her man’s face.
Sleeping all day long
On her human’s comfy bed,
Wide awake at night
Needing to be waited on,
By the man who Missy... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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Evil harridan wakes me
At nothing to nil,
Bursts into my bedroom
Threatening to kill;
Wielding a bag of garbage.
"Here take it then!"
She cries tossing the garbage,
All over my bed so
I have to pull the blankets,
Upright over my... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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”Enslave the poor and outlaw unions!”
That was Little Johnny’s battle cry,
”Utopia is just beyond our sight
”So democracy must surely... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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Lazy, lazy high school kids
Post their homework on the Net,
So we suckers will do it for them
Just how lazy can you... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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As I lay me down to sleep
Into my room dark forces creep,
Out through the window
My life-force seeps
As I lay me down to... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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To die within,
Yet still remain alive,
Is a fate worse than death.
To die without
Ever knowing true love,
Is never living at all.
To die in poverty
Is nobody's dreams,
Yet so many do.
To die alone
Is crime enough, and yet
Living alone is... – by Phil Roberts | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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The end of days is nearing
When we all pay for our sins,
The end of life, the end of death
When something new... – by Phil Roberts | 39 Views added 3 years ago
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Shuffling late down Vernier Street
Not far from Melbourne Road,
A thickset man named Alfie
Does slow but surely go.
He shuffles down to number eight
Where beauteous blooms do grow,
For there waits Dot with rolling pin
As well Old Alfie knows.
But... – by Phil Roberts | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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We were sitting in the dry grass
Way back at the end of the crowd,
Back in the early ‘70s when Cheryl
Suddenly cried out... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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When a man has reason to live
That's when he's most likely to die,
When he has more reason to live
He's even more likely to die.
When he has no reason to live
That's when he will live forever,
When he only wants to die
Death will touch him never.... – by Phil Roberts | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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. 1. 10..
Life for me Ernest Hemingway
Is merely pretence, Would listen to my plight,
It never seems And know how I’ve suffered
To make much sense.From merely being alive.
... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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One week of the year
Adelaide once came alive,
Now the place is dead.
Nothing ever happens there
Fifty-two weeks of the... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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When Pablo Picasso first tried to paint
He found that he was colour blind,
And when he tried using join-the-dots
His dyslexia left him in a... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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I can hear the night around me
Hear the silence of its cry,
I can see the moon above me
Glowing amber in the night;
Yet when the new day dawns
I'll see the sun transcend the... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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Tabby tom kitten
Orange bundle of mischief,
Climbing on cupboards
To rouse the sleeping household,
Then sleeping through the... – by Phil Roberts | 0 Views added 3 years ago
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It is a dark and awful night
When all the stars refuse to shine,
No help coming!
No help coming!
Nothing good ever comes to mind
On this dark and awful night.
No help coming!
No help... – by Phil Roberts | 1 View added 3 years ago
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Lonely winter nights
For lonely folk who live alone,
Huddled against a radiator
Longing for a family to call their own.
Lonely folk in winter
Surviving the cold of Melbourne Town,
Forced to stay in bed all day
To keep killer power bills... – by Phil Roberts | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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