i reckon ive got a lot of ideas

i had this corker of an idea
it was going to be a grate blog
full of thrills
gills
and smelly-bakes
it was going to have a reader in raptures
nothing to do with big death
or bollocks religion
just fascination at the superb wordplay
and insightful social commentary
it was going to be a fab, fab thing
but it didnt
but i wasnt
but you couldnt
you see
it just up and left
no down and right
that super concept that was going to happen
it got otherwise engaged
it had to do something relevant
and that bit of brainspace was filled with other roba
completely bloody useless stuff at that
whats it all about?
the screaming and the shouting?
dont ask J Lydon
coz he told you so
shore
you might say
9 was a sound album
armada, happy et al
we're having a party!
not to mention disappointed...
well isnt crap
what friends are for?

thatd be a lazy digression
that could be an attempted cover up
of a complete dearth of ideas
but an overwhelming sense of compunction

same old story...