Sunday, 10 June 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig

The smear on the footpath
The blot on the floor
The stain on the table
The scratch on the door
The smudge on the ceiling
The splotch on the chair:
The marks that remind me
My true love was there.

by Michael Leunig

Saturday, 9 June 2018

"Stan the Fan" by Michael Leunig

I'm a huge fan of the fan
And when I'm feeling hot
I have a fan called Stan
I turn him on a lot.

I lie there on the bed
Stan sits upon a stool
He slowly turns his head
And everything is cool.

I love to sleep with Stan
And feel him by my side
Stan's the lovely man
Who keeps me satisfied.

by Michael Leunig

Friday, 8 June 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig

Life is but a leap into a bucket;
Seize a juicy saveloy and suck it;
Tell your enemies to go and shove it;
Plunge into your life and try to love it.

by Michael Leunig

Thursday, 7 June 2018

"Where the Hoon Sucks (apologies to William Shakespeare)" by Michael Leunig

Where the hoon sucks, there suck I;
In an Irish pub I lie;
There I couch as bowels do cry.
Off the handle I do fly
In the summer hot and dry.
Merry, merry I shall be;
Head butt if you look at me.

by Michael Leunig

Wednesday, 6 June 2018

"Lament" by Michael Leunig

As I lay sleeping
The graffiti boy came creeping;
Creeping through the dark
To make a boring mark
That made no sense
Upon the paling fence.

I can recall
When old Jack Frost would call
As I lay curled;
He painted half the world
In sparkling white;
And always got it right.

by Michael Leunig

Tuesday, 5 June 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig

I had a strange and happy thought;
It was my own;
But oh, its time was all too short
And it has flown.

Into a world that's all at sea;
No place to land,
Happy thought come back to me
And hold my hand.

by Michael Leunig

Monday, 4 June 2018

"Danger" by Michael Leunig

If the sky should fall upon my head
If I'm struck by lightning
If a meteor lands upon my bed
Is it frightening?
OR is it nice?
And somewhat to the point and fair enough
Plain and simple, clear and...precise!
And do I give a stuff?

by Michael Leunig

Sunday, 3 June 2018

"Of All the Loves" by Michael Leunig

Of all the loves that can be known
One has remained
It's the
Love of microphone
and it's the most

Saturday, 2 June 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig

Do not mock the little rock,
After you are dead and gone
The rock remains to carry on;
Steady, true and still;
Sitting in the sunshine on the hill.

Friday, 1 June 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig

I went to Mars on a rocket ship
To look for signs of life.
I found a woman there.
She became my wife.
We had some little babies.
They were so unique;
Neither Earthling nor Martian
Did they speak.
Yet they sang, they played,
We slept peacefully together.
We dreamed
Of a planet up above
Where there is new life
And there is love.