Kevin Campbell

Rookie (06 Dec 1960 / Hamilton Scotland)

A Horse Called Bad News - Poem by Kevin Campbell

Dear God!
Can you help me?
My question is this

Ive been brought up in a familly so full of bliss
But my mother God bless her
And the memory of her soul
Ran off with the coal man for three bags of coal

But then she decided
She, d made a mistake
And ran off with his wife
Just for hells sake

My Da!
Took to drink
And smoking hash
And my wee brother Harry stole aw Da, s stash

My wee sister Mary ran away with the priest
And they reposesed the house only last week
Now were all split up aqnd in council care
Its the end of our familly
Im full of despair

So God! can you help me
My question is this

Shold I put all my money
On a horse called Bad News
Or wait till the last race
And Let The Horse Call The Tune

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 11, 2010

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