Tuesday, 12 January 2010

Sheds. A Poem By Outa_Spaceman...


Do you like sheds..?
I like sheds...
I don't like people who don't like sheds...
I keep things in my shed...
I keep things I don't want anybody to see in my shed...
Once a man, a policeman, came to my house...
He wanted to look in my shed...
I had to throw his radio into the sea...
It kept talking and talking and talking...
It wanted to know where he was...
He's happy now...
In my shed...

2 comments:

Jude Calvert-Toulmin said...

Hi Outa_Spaceman, I saw your shed on readerssheds and liked it a lot. Your blog is good too and that poem is superb. Anyway here are some pics of our garden in case you're interested. I'm going to put my husband's shed on readerssheds once I've taken some shots of the interior but there's one pic of it here.

Actually come to think of it, I think you would like his blog article about Sheffield Psalter Lane Art College called The rotting corpse of Psalter Lane.

OutaSpaceMan said...

Thank you for your kind comments J.C.T...
I'm in the process of transfering lots of 'pieces' from my lab to the shed and must get round to doing some interior shots...
Ahh... Sheffield...
The last time I was there was for a Half Man Half Biscuit gig...
I stayed in a fantastic hotel that was a portal to somewhere in Easten Europe...
I suspect it'll be a car park now...

O.S.M.