Here are the latest lot of poems, some of these I think may be "keepers" will try them out on stage soon.

#72 In Hiding
I'm hiding
In a cardboard box.
Can't find me
If I sit real still
I hear you
As you look for me
I snigger
But I hold it in
You want me
To do some chores
To wash up
And to clean the floors
So find me
If you want it done
I'm hiding
In a cardboard box.

#73 Piggy
This little piggy went to market
This little piggy took drugs
This little piggy had roast beef
This little piggy had pork
This little piggy was veggie
This little piggy had fun
This little piggy had a mortgage
This little piggy was in dept
This little piggy had a city job
This little piggy was a bum
This little piggy was pervert
This little piggy was a nun
This little piggy went wee wee wee
'Cause this little piggy was stoned.

#74 Cleo
Cleo is scared of the tray
She goes and then she runs away
Because what she fears
When it disappears
Is that they will take her away too

She thinks that it is the poo fairy
A creature both smelly and scary
It steals her faeces
And uses the pieces
To make its home down in the loo

So if she stays in there too long
She thinks something's terribly wrong
And off she will go
Before he will know
And try to take her down there too.

#75 I Know a Monkey 
I know a monkey who plays the flute
He likes to dance
He likes to toot

I know a monkey who plays the maracas
Watch him go
Go like the clappers

I know a gorilla who plays the trombone
He's not in a band,
He plays on his own

I know a gerbil who can't play a thing
But damn that gerbil can't half sing.

#76 Naught But Beasts
See the flame dance
And flicker
And prance
Random yet planned
A beauty
Entrancing
It creates
In its consumption
Hungry
Yet giving in its warmth
Fatal
Although it gives life
Without it
We would be naught but beasts
Shivering in a lonely cave.