Greener Grass Poem by Luke Parker

Greener Grass



Greener Grass (also a song by Vogue Gyratory)

Endless queue, man what to do
when the queue you’re in moves too slow for you,
so you start to groove only too soon
and the queue you were in starts to groove through.
The grass was greener on the other side,
the grass was greener.
Cooking dinner, miss an ingredient,
not looking slimmer, less obedient,
kids playing up, they don’t give a £☆ ☏ ‰,
because the grass is greener elsewhere.
Holiday day, no good weather,
hey it’s May, no good weather! ?
You think England’s it at the end of your tether.
Is the grass greener elsewhere?

He’s got that, I want that.
She’s got this, I want this.
He’s got tat, I want that.
She’s not fat, I want this.
She wants him, she wants her,
she wants him, she wants her,
She wants him, she wants her,
she wants out!
Ten sound people are better off than you,
or think ten thousand people are lesser off than you.
Which do you see?
Do you envy worlds on the up side?
They see the same so blame the greener grass
on the other side.

I’ll find a way to have life in my own way,
I’ll mind my way to live as I say.
Although the grass is greener the other way,
for today here I stay.
You think ten sound people are better off than you,
or think ten thousand people far lesser off than you.
Others get bored, ignored or just hide their bodies.
They just can’t shake that feeling,
life’s greener on the other side for everybody.

My bloke snores, my lady worries,
folks adore, the endless flurry.
The endless view of people we choose
to view as lucky and rather plucky,
but if you see, view this with me:
You’re the one that’s won in life.
Even if you’re down with trouble and strife,
you’re the one that’s won in life.
Even if your car has broken down.
Even if your boss only gives you half a crown.
Even if your company’s tumbling down.
Even if your other half won’t get down with you.
I’ll find a way to have life in my own way,
I’ll mind my way to live as I say.
Although the grass is greener the other way,
for today here I stay.

||: You think ten sound people are better off than you,
or think ten thousand people far lesser off than you.: ||
(rpt ×3)

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