Never Again - Poem by John Churchill
Don't do me breakfast just yet luv,
I'm staying up here in me bed,
I've a mouth like a shot putter's armpit,
and ten kids running wild in me head.
Oh why did I have that last larger,
the room's spinning around once again,
please turn out the light
it's shining so bright,
that it’s blinding the cells in me brain.
I'm sorry for showing you up luv,
I know you must be upset
I'm easily led just leave me in bed,
can you not just forgive and forget.
Your mothers not really a witch dear,
and she doesn't fly round on a broom,
so I hope and I pray
she didn't hear me say,
when she dies that I'll dance on her tomb.
Did the neighbours calm down in the end luv,
they made twice as much noise as me.
I frightened their cat
and I'm sorry for that
But I desperately needed that pee.
You don't have to keep coming up luv,
just bring me paper and fags,
then when I run out of reading
I might just need feeding -
I'll try one of those boil in the bags
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