I Wanna Be Yours by John Cooper Clarke...

So... a poem off is it? Eh Niamh? Bring it on...

this is one of the best loves poems I've ever read. I saw it perfomed by JCC who is this insane punk with skinny legs at Halifax GCSE poetry slam many many moons ago, it should be screamed at the audience very fast.

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust,
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust,
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot,
You call the shots,
I wanna be yours.

I wanna be your raincoat
For those frequent rainy days,
I wanna be your dreamboat
When you want to sail away,
Let me be your teddy bear
Take me with you anywhere,
I don't care,
I wanna be yours.

I wanna be your electric meter
I will not run out,
I wanna be the electric heater
You'll get cold without,
I wanna be your setting lotion
Hold your hair in deep devotion,
Deep as the deep Atlantic ocean
That's how deep is my devotion.

Deep deep deep de deep deep de deep deep
I don't wanna be her's
I wanna be yours!

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3 comments:

annelise said...

I don't care for poetry at all, but I LOVE this!

Avid Reader said...

Two Cures for Love.
Don't see him.
Don't phone or write a letter.

The easy way: get to know him better.

Wendy Cope

Caryl Hart said...

Ace! I love this poem. It's rather Cohen-esque!

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