Celebration ©

I've got a leather jacket,
Made of genuine vinyl.
I've got a five year old car,
That's nearly paid for.

I'm in the light,
With Led Zeppelin.
I've got a young heart,
And a shrivelled old head.

Did you ever see a castle,
In a council estate?
That's where I live,
It’s double glazed.

Nights are for sleeping,
Days are for dreaming.
It's night for day,
For the chosen.

Roll-a-piano,
Electric piano,
You can have music,
Wherever you go.

I'm moody and gloomy.
I'm depressing and cold.
I'm hell to live with.
I'm a four in one entertainment system.

I can do happy - some.
I can be light - grey.
I'm a warm, patchwork quilt,
Of conflicting emotions.

It's the light fantastic,
With darkness overhead.
I practice tricky chord changes,
On my vintage guitar.

Factory, church and farm,
Reflections of a toad.
Unforgettable
That's what I am.

I've got an obsolete computer,
Its got software and hardware.
I cram it with poetry,
It’s got humanware.

I've got a quartz heater,
Heats the room in no time.
It's perfect for depression,
When you need some warmth.

I've got a telescopic tree pruner,
Allergic to wood.
I've got a 10,000 hour light bulb,
That’s never switched on.

I cut my own hair,
With a lethal weapon.
I've got a magic saw,
To cut through anything.

I've got a fishing rod clock,
It reels in the years.
I've got rubber stair treads,
In case I take a fall.

I've got a faux sheepskin oven glove,
It's safe and warm and snug.
I've got industrial strength scissors,
To free frozen chips.

I've got a blood pressure monitor,
That tells me I'm ill.
I've got a windproof umbrella,
To keep out the rain.

I've got solitude and tranquillity,
I bought it off the net.
But there's a storm brewing,
And I've got a bad feeling.