Paula Glynn Poems
A Poor Girl In A Poor Town
Everyday is the same in her home town,
She is just a poor girl in a poor town,
Always skipping school and barely skimming by,
It seems she has no ambitions,
But she knows the truth:
She will never be rich or famous,
No matter her qualifications,
She tries to see hope but just feels fear,
Because all roads lead nowhere,
Even with the radio station playing all her favourite songs,
But her life is no song,
Her mother ditched her a long time ago,
And her father is just her father,
There's nothing special about either of her parents,
And deep ...
Spider, spider, on the wall,
Spider, spider, don't you fall.
Spider, spider, the most frightening of them all,
Spider, spider, with your long black legs on the wall.
Spider, spider, spin your web,
Spider, spider, may my fear ebb.