Owain Glyn


I'm not Frightened (really) Part five A Sister's Tale


I've got a sister called Marie
She has to share a room with me
She's not what you'd call clean and neat
Then there's this problem, with her feet.

I open windows, spray the place
And wear a medic's mask, in case
The Doctor's right, and it might spread
I've had to fumigate her bed.

And she borrows all my clothes
I shouldn't mind, though, I suppose.
Daddy says not to be mean
But I'm size eight, and she's sixteen!

He says that if she meets a man
She might leave home, and then I can
Have my room all to my self
And she can get down from the shelf.

I think he might be dreaming! ! !
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Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2013

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Another installment of Marie's attempts to find a boyfriend and her family's reactions

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