I saw a black cat but then it died, I saw a magpie and thus I cried, I found a penny but passed it by, I found a dead bird and gave a sigh…...

Calling it home where bodies meet, Holding tight to tranquillity, Two breaths tied to but one movement, Soothing skin acts to cancel heat…...

I don't want to work nine to five, Just to end up barely alive, I would rather sharpen a sword, So to win myself a gold-hoard, I don't want…...

First find a good opening line, Rabbit on if the crowd don't mind, Use syllables to help keep time, Sip some more wine, you're doing fine…...

The father's sure not to be there, After dealing he'll pump some chér, Making drops in his prized sports car, Fuelled by burgers, weed and…...

The bustle down some local haunt, Underage girls with nought to flaunt, Over vocal smoking a blunt, Calling every wise guy a @#?%, Regulars…...

Admittedly I wrote this drunk, And performed it yet more drunker, I thought I could keep time & rhyme, Slurring words between sips of wine…...

Sailing through silk thin air at height, Making good way to see new sights, Excitement escaping with the wind, Nigh is the time to forget…...

Named after the ancient Angles, Formed by bloody wars and struggles, Soldiers and knights laid down their lives, Through all England ever…...

Cometh what may, I'll win the day, Amid the fray, My sword gives sway, I need not pray, Heed what doubts say, I find a way, And here I'll…...