My brother once had a poo poem in his toilet. I could only remember the first line of his but I used it to start mine. It's his concept I nicked. He's got bags of great concept. What an honour: to be the inspiration of poo poem II. Poo Poem Big ones, little ones, ones that wedge in the loo Squidgy ones, firm ones, Ones that smell like a zoo Deep brown, light brown Ones that take time to come 'One wipe and go' ones Ones that smudge your bum Sweetcorn ones, carrot ones Ones that stick to the bowl Jolly bad hangover ones that squit out from your hole Regular ones, strained ones Ones that need a nice smelling spray: the ones propelled by wind - that mean you won't want to stay Morning ones, evening ones, ones you do around noon Ones that make little skid marks - the ones that come too soon Quiet ones, noisy ones, Unashamed ones done in the boys Discreet ones done by ladies Toddlers’ ones that double as toys Floating ones, sinking ones Ones do...
Lost for words.
ReplyDeleteOh, that's where I left my chewing gum!
ReplyDeleteInteresting... is it in two parts like a proper brain?
ReplyDeleteBraun.
ReplyDeleteYou could live inside of that ?
ReplyDeleteJust trying minimalism today!
ReplyDeleteI have always thought that a huge stone brain in the centre of Norwich must be the doing of someone a little quirky. Great that it's floodlit too!
The best way to get ahead is to have a brain! Sorry about that.
ReplyDeleteActually I thought it was a group of people huddled together, but full marks to Eric with the chewing gum. We neither of us expected a brain in Norwich or is that what you meant by minimalism?
Okay, I apologise. I really don't mean it. It was a cheeky thought that just slipped out. I love the place really. No, I do!
Quite hideous I thought - and yet I don't quite know why. Maybe its the setting: the Starbucks, the red bins, the strange seat behind... I'll probably end up liking it.
ReplyDeleteMark, yes the context is a little odd. I agree with Ken; I see, hidden but trying to get out, a huddled ball of torsos, limbs.....
ReplyDeleteI like public sculpture, but not the Haymarket stuff, the setting feels wrong.
ReplyDeleteHi ken D - yes huddled people...perhaps it's a deliberate effect? Real brains have more lines don't they? Well Ken D - you surpassed yourself cheekiness-wise. Well done Cheeky!
ReplyDeleteMark - how about if I tell you it's covered in pigeon poo and close to a MacDonald - will that enhance it for you?
Codgi - I like it's odd context...I'd love to speak to the person 'behind' it to see what their vision was! Who thinks to plonk a large white, stone brain in the middle of a city? I think I would like them! There are also granite chairs, tables and huge pebbles.
Mr T - have you ever been to the sculpture trail in the Forest of Dean....a huge stained glass window hangs in the trees...loved it.