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Book 19 Page 34

The inventor

I have a thousand inventions

a-floating around in my head,

and as I go to sleep I count them

while others count ‘sheep’ instead.

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I’ve invented an ingenious mouse trap

that’s got computerized controls,

I’ve invented a special device

that stops you growing old.

 

Some say I’ve got my head screwed on backwards

when I tell them of what I’ve devised.

It’s hard to explain my inventive brain,

and the marvel of my inventive eyes.

 

I’ve invented a new type of motor

that runs on common tap water.

I would tell you of my greatest invention

but it’s a secret, and I don’t think that I aught a.

 

I am a new age inventor,

my devises will totally astound you.

I’ve invented a new system for vacuum cleaning

that really will confound you.

 

I’ve got my wild contraptions

out the back in the garage shed,

where I make them from wood and tin and plastic

and I bring them to life from my head.

 

Sometimes I work until midnight,

cutting and grinding and shaping metal.

Some say "I simply have rocks in my head

and that  I’m ‘eccentrically mental.’"

 

But they don’t understand me,

they don’t understand the ‘pure genius I am,’

for a genius is never understood in their own times

and I am full of ingenuity, I am the ‘inventor man.’                

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