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silly housework poem (warning - contains the word bugger;)
I’ve lived here now three years and more
Bugger
Don’t look as good as it did before
Bugger
The skirting board has all gone fuzzy
Bugger
The colour’s dulled, the corners muzzy
Bugger
I’ve filled the place with loads of stuff
Bugger
Heaven knows I’ve got enough
Bugger
They say that after several years
Bugger
The dust bunnies get bigger...
Sunday 31st July 2011 11:30 am
rebel in the boneyard
I’m a rebel in the boneyard
I don’t give up
I scream and cry
and strut my stuff
I wear tight jeans
I don’t sleep nights
I’m a rebel in the boneyard
feelin alright
I’m a rebel in the boneyard
and that’s good news
don’t know if it’s drugs
don’t know if it’s booze
or bipolar disorder
that brings on the blues
I’m a rebel in the bon...
Sunday 29th May 2011 5:41 pm
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