I was feeling ok,
Even after a horrible funeral
Filled with beautiful words
then I saw a bloke advertising a
pregnant woman
Usually that’s real sweet
Usually I could say Hey,
There’s something
To write home about
To shout from the rooftops.
But it was on Instagram.
She was doing a handstand you see
By the edge of a pool with her legs apart
To advertise a movie star.
It’s unsafe you know.
Already the kid’s an ad.
Already the kid is a risk.
Already the kid is a price ticket.
INSTAGROUCH.
Call me that.
Take That.
Take that
And that
And that.
I was feeling ok you know
Even after feeling real low
Not like dancing on ceilings
Or making a beautiful gingerbread
house
Then I saw a bunch of boobs
Sets of legs, abs and ads and
Gloss and floss and goss and
Stuff, all buff and tight and
BORING, like snoring when you
Really just want to go to sleep.
INSTAGROUCH
Call me that.
Take that.
Take that
And that
And that.
I was feeling ok you know
Not sweet, not free, not wild
Not like a queen, not like a Kitten
In a top hat, but heres one
Instagrouch
Take that
And that
And that
And that.
I was feeling ok you know
Not sweet, not ready to tweet
Unless to a passing bird
On the lawn
Not like a swan on
The graceful lake
Nor a Cockatoo
In it’s charming
Ways,
Then I put myself in
The bin.
Because some days suck
Some days you feel like a ten
Tonne truck killed you
And you survived sort of
But didn’t.
Some days I’m mad, sad, bad and an
Insta-grouch.
DO NOT DISTURB.
Call me Oscar
Draw me on some
Big Eyebrows
I’m not clinical,
I’m cynical
I’m bright sometimes
just not today.
Life is beautiful
In sections.
With gaps and spaces
With sunshine
That hits yoru shoulders
Or a grouchy green fluffy
Frown in the form of a
Shit storm covered in
Good memories and
Bad memories…
So take that
And that
And that and that.
The sun will shine again.
You’ll see.
Im saying it to me or two or three
or whoever might be there
Take that... take a bit of tomorrow for today
That doesn't feel too grey,
Yeah, ok.
TAKE THAT I SAID.
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