John Churchill

Rookie (Nov / 2 / 1951 / Liverpool UK)

The Visitor - Poem by John Churchill

A friend of ours dropped in one day
and asked my wife if he could stay
just somewhere where he could unwind
a place to leave his woes behind

He knew she was a caring soul
who wouldn't leave him in a hole
three weeks on and he's still here
it's time to make our feelings clear

We took you in when you were low
because you had no place to go
when we go out to earn some bread
you won't get up out of that bed

Get off your arse and do a bit
instead of acting like a twit.
You don't clean up or wash a plate
your bedroom's in an awful state,

Walking around with my slippers on
I'd have a drink but my beer's all gone
We've had enough and to make it clear
here’s your bags - now piss off out of here

(2006)


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, May 12, 2006


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