I feel my family are different to me
Its not the looks we have
I think its me
The relatives that every one hates.
Cross between the Beverey Hillbillies
and the Addams family.
I hate going to visit
Feel i'll never come back
Send an SOS
I could be gone for some time
I cant belive the things that they do
Things I would never do to you.
Get away with murder if they could.
Hand me an Uzi and you'd probably guess
I 'll try not to make a mess.
Back to reality my mind tells me.
Im just glad that they dont live close by.
On a plane to a far off isle
I'll definitley fly.
Bikini Atoll
or Guantanomo Bay
Anywhere for some solice
and a break.
Away from the greatest genetic mistake.
My freaky relatives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ha! Me too, Ibrar! Thanks for making me laugh. It's good to know I'm not the only one... Don