Monday, March 09, 2009
About Me
Art at:http://helenmccookerybookart.com Music at:http://www.myspace.com/helenmccookerybook I can't decide what I want to be. I thought I was an illustrator and then I turned into a musician by accident. Along the way I've wanted to be a fireman and HGV driver and it's getting too late now! I can't stop writing songs, and if I did, I'd not be able to stop drawing pictures. I wish I could play piano, trumpet and accordion. I always used to long for long blonde hair until I dyed my hair blonde and I looked disgusting. I nearly bought a motorbike (BSA Bantam), but spent the money on a bass amplifier instead and joined Joby and the Hooligans in 1977. I can't resist going into charity shops and buying clothes which I often take back the next day. I eat Magnum Classics all summer long, and mini-poppadums all winter. In spring and autumn, I don't eat anything.
6 Comments:
It's usually daughters
Wot sez tortuss,
And only boys
Wot sez tortoyze.
Brother Tobias:
My song about a terrapin
Inspierd me on the theremin;
My brain was not so fertile
When riffing 'pon a turtle
Well I'm really not surprised; you see...
A theramin needs a narrow case
Unlike a turtle's carapace,
Whilst turtle's need some handlin'
When converted to a mandolin.
A tortoise makes a super hat
To perch upon your cranium
Especially when you top it with
A salmon pink geranium,
And when the rhythm takes your soul
You drum it with your fingers
And hope your music hits the spot
With any passing singers.
The turtle is a tidy soul
Although a horny critter,
When on the beach it digs a hole
And buries all its litter.
I'd like to call a tortoise truce
Though writing pomes is nice;
I need my brain for other things
My dear Brother Tobice.
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