An introduction: Martin Rushton
A short bio about the rude poet
I’m really not that special, And genuinely quite unknown. Wasn’t one for reading, During lockdown this has grown.
I come from the South of England If you must know for my sins. I have a home and family, So don’t live amongst the bins.
I have a strange obsession, With things that have to rhyme. It started with one liners, But now got extra time.
I wanted to write love poems, It started to go so well. Things got a little naughty, I ran with it, what the hell.
Only been on here for a month, And finding it a joy. It must be going fairly well, To be called a naughty boy!
I’d love to write short stories, Or maybe a book or two. But as I started rude poems, I better see them through.
So yes I have a dirty mind, But I’m not a dirty old man. And as I said I live at home, Not flashing from a van.
So now you know who I am, Say hello should we pass. I better get a move on, As I got to cut the grass.
©MartinRushton 2020
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