I entered a competition to support Dr John Cooper Clarke at The Hamnersmith Apollo. If I read the rules correctly I had to write a poem, limerick or sonnet with the same title as Dr JCC's witty love poem, I Wanna Be Yours.
I didn't win
But hey ho,
I had a good go
And so....
I Wanna Be Yours
I wanna be your permanent penalty clause
But there'll be no fine
Cause, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine?
I wanna be yours
I'll do all the dirty chores
I won't ask why or what's this for?
You'll be my radiant reward
From day to day, week to week
I'll be your bargain basement baby
I'm dirt cheap!
I wanna be yours babe
I'll be your skivvy
If you cry for help
I'll be there super fast nifty
I'll shadow you from those,
Looking shady an' shifty
I wanna be yours,
I'll be your crime
If you'll plead guilty
Then we'll both do time
I wanna be your root vegetable
Your vital vitamins
Always yours, sweet tasting, edible
I wanna be your hot potato
The spud that you like
Together totally in tandem
Like cogs in a chain
If you'll be my beau belle?
I'll be your bike!
Your Raleigh Chopper
If you'll love me propa?
I just wanna be yours!