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Dodger Dodger oh where can you be
I’m travelling on busses completely free
Going here going there it’s funny you see
I’ve even become a celebrity on T.V.
I’m getting well fed breakfast and tea
Yet i’m only a cat that loves travelling you see
So listen all cats if you want to be me
Jump on the next bus and enjoy life for free

By Dr Geebers

Oh dear no
Hear we go
Waking up
In Perfect flow
Singing away
Day by day
Even though
I can’t I say
Making noise
Playing with toys
I’m an adult
Who enjoys
Life at best
The perfect guest
One big child
In a colourful vest
But do I care
If people stare
Or if i’m going bald
And loosing my hair
No not at all
With the wonder wall
For I am me
No Barbie Doll
Who enjoys life
Through sacrifice
With a gentle
Throw of the dice
Win or lose
It’s what I choose
Because life’s a gamble
And full of booze
So here we go
In perfect flow
Living real life
I hope you know

By Dr Geebers

Loving It

A seeing all the things a deep in your mind,

A keeping them a going from a time to time,

A seeing all your words in a rhythm and rhyme,

Isn’t it fine?

A keeping it a going with the flow,

A seeing all the things that you do know,

With an understanding oh, oh, oh,

Here we go.

A jumping up and down and a moving around,

From place to place, town to town,

While hearing the beat, the beat of the sound,

All around.

While saying what you say in words unique,

And doing all the things that you speak,

So turn up the volume to its peak,

Now that’s cheek.

So a here a we a go a what’s it going to be,

A listening to the madness that we all see,

While doing all the things in life for free.

Yes soiree.

While jumping up and down and moving around,

From place to place, town to town,

While hearing the beat, the beat of the sound,

All around.

By Dr Geebers

Would You Like To Be Homeless

Would you like to be homeless
Would you like to be on the street
Would you like to have smelly clothes
And really smelly feet

Would you like to have no income
Would you like to have no job
Would you like to live rough
Or be called a snob

Would you like to beg and steal
Would you like to understand
Would you like to help
Or would you like to be dammed

Yet when someone wants to help
Even though their homeless too
Some charities don’t care
So what would you do

To turn this around
Through art at its best
To do something good
In life’s real test

Well this is the truth
With a story to tell
Through one mans journey
In this living hell

Under a daft name
For everyone to see
Who is called Dr Geebers
Now that is me

So thank you everyone
From deep in my heart
You’ve all done me proud
So I could create my art

Around the U.K. coast
To help people like me
Who ends up homeless
Yet shared his love for free

So have a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Now I can help others
Through my new career

With a book for everyone
In respectful glory
To help many charities
With a real life story

Respect to you all
And have a good time
This Poem is for all of you
Nicely written in rhyme

Even though I’m not homeless
Not now anyway
I found someone special
Who’s brightened my day

Due to creating art
For everyone to see
What a wonderful ending
To happen to me

Maybe sometime in the future
I can do this once more
With real sponcership
Right round our shore

To give 3 others a chance
To live the dream
Of walking the coast
If you know what I mean

Since there is loads of artists
Who need a hand
To get that one chance
To become grand

Yet its hard when you have nothing
To create art so pure
But Dr Geebers is not quitting
And wants this for sure

So thank you everyone
From deep in my heart
For giving me a chance
To show my pebble art

And I’ll say it again
Without any fear
Have a Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year

By Dr Geebers

There was a young kitten so sweet
That tried to cross the street
When a long came a star
Shooting so far
And knocked her of her feet

By Dr Geebers

Waking Up To A Moonlit Sky

Waking up to a moonlit sky

Asking myself Why oh Why

On my own its no lie

Wondering why I didn’t die

In freezing tempertures it was true

The man himself was going blue

With snow all around what would you do

In the moment of glory with no crewe

No first aider no sidekick

No one to talk too except the odd stick

Or passing person getting on your wick

Making you look as if your thick

Then a samaritian comes your way

As the sun rises at the break of day

Lifting your spirits so miserable and grey

To make you smile in a magical way

With some humour and money too

The odd bit of food you need inside you

Yet other timesyou don’t know what to do

As you carry on creating the new

Wishing, dreaming for success

Through the strife and all the stress

With acking pains to be the best

You have to survive nevertheless

Remembering the good times

Forgetting the bad

Feeling the laughter and getting sad

Dreaming of a lifeyou’ve never had

Hoping some day you’ll feel glad

You took all the pain to help someone like you

That hadn’t a chance which was so true

Because you are the creator of something new

That can help others and make them smile too

By Dr Geebers

Little Frankie Poo Poo

Didn’t no what to do do

With four legs

And one tail

Until she got the flue flue

With runny nose

And sweaty toes

One puffed up eye she never chose

With dribbling tongue

And liquid bum

One fancy collar

And frightened mum

So she went to the vet

Oh what a regret

?But now shes better

With her mum in debt

With one big bill

For the thrill

For helping Frankie

Who needs her still

By Dr Geebers

 

From the heart

Right from the start

I’ll like to say

I’ll make my mark

Only for you

My darling its true

In magic words

From you know who

By Dr Geebers

 

Oh what a wonderful life

Oh what a wicked time

Seeing life for what it is

Without doing crime

Feeling all the rain drops

Listening to all the birds

Hoping to write a story

In everlasting words

Yet crime had to happen

Which is a real sin

As I walked the coast

Creating art with a grin

From being homeless

To travelling in style

On a homeless awearness mission

That was worth while

With many many poems

And stories gallore

For everyone to cheerish

Even the hardcore

Which was real tough

In acrazy kind of way

With many people united

Hip Hip Hooray

So Thank you everyone

For what you did for me

Now I have a book

To help people for free

Of the first ever tour

Of walking the coast

So raise up your glasses

And lets all have a toast

To each and everyone

The bad and the good

RESPECT to tou all

In thase neighbourhoods

For helping me out

In my time of need

To walk around the U.K.

So I could succeed

By Dr Geebers

Check out http://www.dr-geebers-pebble-art.co.uk

This is a true poem. One mans mission with no funding, no benefits and no preperation. One phyisical challenge from being homeless with no money or food to creating unbelieveable pebble art on beaches through out the U.K. 6800 miles on foot, 40 + beaches and over 2000 tonnes of pebbles and stones moved to create huge displays. Brighton -Brighton. All under the name of Dr Geebers The Pebbleman.

There was a young woman who smoked

That definitely got provoked

When on the news

Talking about shoes

She swallowed her ciggy and choked

By Dr Geebers