Dada Is My Name

Book is my name Book is my name, you can read all about me, pick me up, turn me on, analyse me. I have many pages, or sometimes I do, made up of pictures and words, many stories. I don’t mind a club or a late-night theme, you can throw me at people or walls (not recommended). People swear by me, flick through my insides, judge me by my cover, love or hate me. I am thick, I am thin, can keep you up all through the night, bring me on buses and trains, everywhere! I am published each day, many copies of me, I pack lots of walls, in homes and libraries. I have said, and still say, many things, bring out emotions and feelings. I am coveted and praised, feed souls all through the world, Book is my name, get inside me Photo by Kourosh Qaffari on Unsplash

  Up is my name   Up is my name, currently going down the page as I write this. “Get Up” they all say, but you can’t be so crude and just GET ME (even if I’m asleep). “Up Up and away!”, they exclaim repeating my name as they point to the sky, or “It’s going Up!” they will say, oh yes, it does happen, but what goes UP must come down even when I feel really good. “What a beat-up” No, don’t beat me up, that’s not what you meant? Oh well then let’s get down. Down is a friend who I like to avoid even though we do need each other. I’m high and I’m tall, proud and erect, Up is my name, look Up, it is me! Photo by Matteo Kutufa on Unsplash

  Yoyo is my name   Yoyo is my name, I’m not trying to be cool, but I do wonder, how I was named and where from? You probably imagine me unfurling from the end of a string, to have a bit of a spin before returning, to go up and down over and over like Sisyphus without an end. I used to be in with the youth but now a past novelty who hopes to one day come back. Yo down,Yo up, Yes, that is possibly how I got my cool name, much better than my young friend, Fidget Spinner , (who is, apparently, close to death.) I’m also a biscuit, delicious when eaten, but nice just to stare at and dream. Typically, white icing sugar between golden curves that crumble and melt in your mouth. Anyway, let’s summarise: I get put in your mouth, go up and down vigorously, Yoyo is my name, Yo, come catch me! Photo by Jp Valery on Unsplash

  Sue is my name Sue is my name, yes, maybe I’ll Sue you, take that any way that you want to! I can be short with, and for, Susan and Peggy’s me mate, we made a great song joining names. On surface so strong, so simple and short, you don’t see me much now with the youth. I’ve never been famous, no big stars labelled Sue but maybe if I google my name, I may find some? So Sue Suits Alliteration, now I’m getting silly but how can you get when you already are ? That’s my cue to go now, sing with Buddy Holly, Peggy, and Me, Sue is my name, Don’t You Sue Me! Photo by Tingey Injury Law Firm on Unsplash

  John is my name   John is my name, I used to be famous, but now you’ll be lucky to see me. My youth has been culled, I’m fading away, although my legacy is HUGE, just ask my friend Lennon or you could go way way way back to the Bible, where my intentions are clear, my name splashed over many pages, John the Baptist “Hello, I can speak English” My name can be anonymous and common if you pair me with Smith, but pair me with anyone and I’ll be there (whatever that means…) They say “Johnny be good” and I exclaim, “I’m trying!” so then they start telling stupid jokes in my name, “Little Johnny…” But I rise above that, I am omniscient and strong, John is my name, I am with you or “Nice to meet you” or ‘Peace be with you’ Photo by Dim 7 on Unsplash

  Late is my name   Late is my name, It’s never… oh damn, it is me running to get something… oh well, it’s too Late, but I’m coming when the Sun goes on down and I get all up but then everyone has already gone home. “It’s getting Late” someone says “but how do you get me? you’ll never reach me because long ago you already gave up” “Better Late than Never!” Some people say but It think that’s unfair to my good friend who is Never ; forgotten like he doesn’t exist. It’s Late, so I’m free, away from the crowd, Late is my name, it’s worth waiting! Photo by Filip Mroz on Unsplash

  Shower is my name   Shower is my name, I come from above to go down on you, a continuous flow of my love. I’m best enjoyed hot, or hot-warm, although I can get quite cold to be invigorating or freezing, you just have to choose the type of juice that comes from me. I’m in every home – well most, nearly all – it’s a measure of how much I am loved! I can be short, but I feel best when long, I can get steamy and soak you! I can give you many gifts especially when you ask, “Can you Shower me with gifts?!” But mostly I’m hot and cold liquid from pipes that lead to my head or a sprinkle of rain on your head. Stand and Receive My Fountain of Joy, Shower Is My Name Come and Feel Me! Photo by Chandler Cruttenden on Unsplash