Lee Cassanell

Lee is a flamboyant and brilliant writer who's contributions to thisisull.com include poetry, interviews, fiction and many articles. Page 1, Lees contributions are listed below.. Page 1, Page 2

Poetry - I Hope You Know By Lee Cassanell

	The Jews are killing gentiles And the world is run by reptiles Queen Elizabeth herself Is such a snake There are UFO's in Roswell All philosophy is causal Read more...

Poetry - The Physics Of Fireworks By Lee Cassanell

	Everything burnt before matches were purchased Love falls apart in a room fully furnished Lies kiss our cheeks and pour wine in our glasses Eyes on the sky see the future in splashes She sits in the mist as the jester mulls over The words on his lips and Read more...

Poetry - Mozart's Last Stand By Lee Cassanell

	I never died on that Viennese day I crawled out of the pit, shook the lime from my hair Said a prayer for the souls of whose bodies lay bare In the blood and the mud of their pauperish graves I would not pray again For no God would allow Read more...

Poetry - Jazz Hands By Lee Cassanell

	See the weight of the world in the breath of a girl puffing rolled cigarettes by the wayside She's a slip of a thing but Oh Lord she can sing any song for a piece of your change. I saw her last week with my tongue in my cheek I said 'What would you do for a fiver'? She replied with a wink Read more...

Poetry - The Torturers Apprentice By Lee Cassanell

	Crack goes the whip and the innocents blink As the masochists crawl to the bar man A girl looks him over but he see right through her And knows she would fuck up his Karma. Lips part to speak but the word on the street is that everyone's Read more...

Poetry - Uncivil War By Lee Cassanell

	The rumble of battle rolls over the cattle who've come to be slaughtered today. With Pitch forks and Slings they march over the hill to the field of the beast and the brave. They have nothing to show for a life full of toil so they fight and they fuck and they booze. Read more...

Poetry -The Trial of Charles Roberts By Lee Cassanell

	Dead little girls, God is watching Dead little girls, Papers cry. The torment of realists, Unending The teardrops of Mothers, Read more...

Poetry - Pinfold Lane By Lee Cassanell

	They built on land where gallows stood And devils plied their trade, The hanging gale made killers sway As craftsmen cut their graves A Sailors crowd pushed to the front To see a ship mate dangle, Read more...

Poetry - The Battle of Alderman Kneeshaw By Lee Cassanell

	I attended Andrew Marvel school from 1990 to 1993 and I have vague memories of gang fights on Alderman Kneeshaw Park with Archbishop Thurstan which was a Catholic school on the other side of the hills. The two schools had been scrapping for decades and in a bizarre way it was a tradition of sorts. Much of it was chest beating and bravado but occasionally Read more...

Poetry - Stop Me And Buy One By Lee Cassanell

	His gigantic cone Caught the light of my eyes I was five nearly six When he parked up outside And I knew from that day That it's not a bad life When the sun's on your face    Read more...

Opinions - Intolerance By Lee Cassanell

	Something is rotten in the state of Denmark according to a twisted branch of the Muslim tree, and whereas the rest of the sane world is astounded and disgusted by the ludicrous invention that is Microwavable Bacon, the Muslims have a bee in their burkas about a few pictures of the Prophet Mohammed that were innocently printed in a Danish newspaper. So incensed Read more...

Poetry - Chavalanche by Lee Cassanell

	R'Kid and me went round for tea At Nannas house She don't get out Except to bet on horses Me Grandad smokes a thousand cigs And sucks the juice from filter tips He's eighty nine    Read more...

Poetry - Oh Jesus by Lee Cassanell

	I was working in a cotton field It could have been an office block Sat tapping keys and digging weeds To pay for my true lovers plot When all at once I heard a shot My colleague blew his head right off    Read more...

Opinions - Rise of the Madmen By Lee Cassanell

	I'm driven with a mission from God. God would tell me, George, go and fight those terrorists in Afghanistan. And I did, and then God would tell me, George, go and end the tyranny in Iraq... And I did. And now, again, I feel God's words coming to me: go get the Palestinians their state and get the Israelis their security, and get peace in the Middle East. And by God I'm gonna do it. Read more...

Poetry - In the Blink Of An Eye by Lee Cassanell

	New music Don't lose it Its barely eleven You're two drinks from bedlam And one trip from heaven It's easy    Read more...

Opinions - Reply to Tom Hawcroft By Lee Cassanell

	Well, you rattle a cage and you get a response. Thank you from the bottom of my heart Mr Hawcroft for taking the time and effort to respond. War is indeed Hell (Yes I've seen Platoon) but when someone throws a grenade into your Garden Party I think it's only fair to throw it back so I will indeed respond to your response in the vain hope that you tear yourself away from your moral Read more...

Poetry - Sierra Leone by Lee Cassanell

	Pieces of Carbon For God and the bible For profit and privilege we reap A fistful of diamonds Reducing proud lions To lost and degraded black sheep.    Read more...

Opinions - Hull By Lee Cassanell

	Hull is a town of apathy and idiots brimming with all kinds of degenerate scumbags that should be beaten to a bloody pulp and sterilised at birth. Most of the citizens have next to no communication skills, they are backstabbing ego maniacs who think just because they mumbled their way through a Look North interview or have been in the Hull Daily Mail Read more...

Poetry - The day the bombs went off by Lee Cassanell

	I watched my Dad explode last week I couldn't help but laugh, He'd bought an almond cake for tea and paid for a new bath My mother cried And so did I He had a leek and tatty pie    Read more...

Poetry - Invisible Ink by Lee Cassanell

	A five year stretch This sunken wreck Has fresh sails hoisted high His beard is trimmed He's switched from gin To Cuban Rum and lime,    Read more...

Poetry - The Bastard and the Bunny Girl by Lee Cassanell

	1am in the grass with a fist of Tequila Four eyes on the sky say a prayer to the dealer A tooth in my pocket, The truth in her lips That sang blooded from trips to the pavement 2am in the dark with a lung of Tobacco   Read more...

Poetry - I © Hitler. By Lee Cassanell

	Not a good Man or Saint But the Bastard could Paint And his Moustache was pruned to perfection He had funny ideas About Jew boys and Queers But his one ball maintained an erection   Read more...

Poetry - Dylan. By Lee Cassanell

	I'd say that I'm a gambler A misled midnight rambler A man of flaming visions, Fleeting thoughts... With heart as pure as vodka I'd let you be my lodger   Read more...

Poetry - One Match Left. By Lee Cassanell

	What now for the boozers The last of the users The bastards The blaggards The boy's   Read more...

Poetry - I See Myself in You. By Lee Cassanell

	Nothing left but the breeze That I felt on my face for a time, Gone all my hopes Disappeared with the smoke To a place I can't fathom or find, Read more...

Poetry - Perfection. By Lee Cassanell

	Your patience for passion Is long out of fashion You're thirsty for women and song, She's taking forever But get it together Read more...

Poetry - Occasionally. By Lee Cassanell

	Sometimes I'm a Bastard Sometimes I'm the Pope Sometimes I don't bathe for days Sometimes I drop the soap. Sometimes my eyes are open Read more...

Poetry - The Morning after... By Lee Cassanell

	Four in the morning your eyes start to flicker Mouth is a mire of tobacco and liquor What happened last night? Who's to blame for the slaughter? Lips stung and dry call for Aspirin and water. Read more...

Poetry - How to Lose Friends and Alienate People By Lee Cassanell

	I love you like a daydream Like an opened pack of Rolos, I love you like the summer Like a Jimi Hendrix solo, I love you like the ocean loves and laps at every wave, Read more...

Poetry - How to Lose Friends and Alienate People By Lee Cassanell

	I love you like a daydream Like an opened pack of Rolos, I love you like the summer Like a Jimi Hendrix solo, I love you like the ocean loves and laps at every wave, Read more...

Poetry - 1000 Words By Lee Cassanell

	The Raven came over Hair Down to her Shoulders I asked her for something to Sip She called me pathetic Her Words so prophetic As I pushed the Rum through my Lips Read more...

Poetry - My first day at school By Lee Cassanell

	Do you believe in the devil? the black widow said, As she kicked at my friend to make sure she was dead I replied with a glare of disgust and defeat And then closed the scared eyes of the girl at my feet.. Read more...