Let's breath some new life into this old lady

Sense and stupidity is not dead yet. My Liverpool blogging days are over, but my poetry blogging hours have only just begun. I'm all about recycling so why not recycle this thing too. If Belgian prime ministers can post a haiku every day then sure as my auntie's big bottom can I post a poem every week. Let's make that a challenge. One week, One poem, One poet.

I'm going to start with a witless ditty that I wrote to the beat of a Palms Out Sounds remix. (Mind that the best is saved for last and that all beginning is hard)

Kicking and screaming
Loving and dreaming
Messy but happy
You can't catch me you can't stop me

Beat 'em, join 'em
Hear it, soul jam
Sexy but not slutty
You're a joke, but you're not funny

So that's a start. Let's see where this baby will take me.

Love,
Mixy