All the time you nag me.
'Are you nearly done?
I want to play 'Command & Conquer'
Go out in the sun.'
You hit upon my weakness
The sunshine is my Achille's heel.
I give you back the computer
And hope that I won't peel.
I love the sunshine
And you love the game
I love mother nature
I even love the rain.
So play your precious game
And i will have my fun,
You sit here in the dark
And I'll be out in the sun.
(C) Victoria Elizabeth Hughes September 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem