Monday, 8 June 2009

My daughter - a poet in the making.

Poems by Paige :D

SIT ON YOUR BUM.
Sit on your bum, do nothing all day.
Sit on your bum, watch me slave away.
Sit on your bum, drink your beer.
Sit on your bum, I'll clean my dear.
Sit on your bum, just loit about.
Sit on your bum, I'll clear the shed out.

You've sat on your bum, done nothing all day.
You've sat on your bum, while I've slaved away.
So tomorrow it's my turn to sit on my bum.
Drinking your beers until the cleaning is done.

PERFECT KISS.
I close my eyes
A single kiss.
You close your eyes
We miss.

I close my eyes
Try again.
You close your eyes
The perfect end.










DRUNKEN CONVERSATION.

Look at the crumbs on the floor
Under the chairs theres even more.
Clothes on the couch, rubbish on the stairs
Pots need washing, crap everywhere.

Keep your mouth shut, you dirty tramp
Your dirty boxers are hanging off the lamp.
Wanted a brew, drank from a mouldy cup.
Get your bum here and tidy this shit up!
Clean it all up or get out of here
I can't believe the mess I only went for a beer.

It was already like that and I am not a tramp
They're your skanky boxers hanging from the lamp.
You went for a beer like you do every day
Going and getting drunk back to your same old ways.

Went for a beer, more like a few
I will move out, if it's what you want me to do?
It's your mouldy cup, your problem not mine.
It's always when you're drunk - you kick off all the time.

I've learnt to ignore everything you say
Got use to your mess I so called make every day.
So next time you decide to run your mouth
They're your crumbs on your floor in the middle of your house!