Offended…

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I’m happy to look after you.

But don’t take it for granted.

 

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Hate…

I have begun to hate you…

The way you sit on your high horse,

thinking you’re without fault,

while everyone around you competes for the best position

to kiss your fat ass.

I have begun to hate you…

Your slobbish, and grotty habits,

that make it a full time, despicable job,

for which you practically need a team of cleaners

attached to your heels

every minute of every day and night,

merely to keep the place clean-ish.

I have begun to hate you…

The snide remarks about me to (the constant stream of) visitors,

designed to make everybody laugh,

while a tiny bit more of my self esteem

shrivels up and abandons me.

I have begun to hate you.

Rhythm and Blues…

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I’ve lost my rhyme.

The poetry doesn’t flow from my thoughts anymore.

I don’t know why.

I’ve lost my whistle.

There’s only silence from my lips these days.

I don’t know why.

I’ve lost my hum.

No songs are playing in the background my mind…

I don’t know why.

 

 

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The little things…

It was nice to catch up with some friends.

Dinner and beers.

A few games of darts.

It was nice when the last one left.

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Curling up in bed with my Jem.

It’s nice.

 

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Little Miss Tuffet…

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Little Miss Tuffet,

needs to learn when to stuff it…

‘backchatting’ won’t win points from me.

I’m glad that she’s fierce,

It’ll help through her years,

but cheekiness, will earn her no tea…

 

 

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