Have these on me, written for various competitions:
Fame is a double-edged sword
As stars find as they venture abroad.
For a wink and a nod
Shows a wannabe god
As a grasping and talentless fraud.
With Galaxy, Mars and Starburst
We humans were gently coerced.
They came down from above
To make alien love
But fed us with Milky Way first.
Whatever you put in your case
When travelling from place to place,
Pack your camera, take stills
As you tramps o’er the hills;
Of your presence, please, don’t leave a trace.
A book that is pure electronic
Though some people find it a tonic,
Is no match for paper.
Curse this e-printing caper!
It really is purely demonic!
Literature’s hard to define,
But it must have some class in each line.
So while Amis and Austen
Write books to get lost in,
There’s plenty I’ll have to decline.
Spoilt for Choice
The question is not what is worst,
But which deadly sin to try first.
It's so hard to decide
Between Lust Greed and Pride
When in Sloth I'm already well versed.