Hi

[martin shaw]

I'm a nasty piece of work, but a poet none the less.

Is Grimsby on the map for anything? Or is it just on the map?

Here is my poem for all of you; its called...

FISH

Of the fish that swim in my head, fish.
Together they ride my tidal waves of inspiration, fish.
The dangling shit from their soft underbellies, fish,
are on the end of my index finger, fishy fish.

This is dedicated to, Part Of My Brain, fish.

[martin shaw]

Try not to dictate

[martin shaw]

I'm not really 'a nasty piece of work', I was drunk lol, and I live in Cleethorpes

[martin shaw]

dja' wan' summore poetry?

[martin shaw]

Do you speak?