You used to throw me in the air, and then you'd walk away
You'd poison my food a little bit each day
You spent all my pocket money on booze
And bog washed me in the local loos
Told the bullies that I called them names
You laughed at me when I was in pain
And when you put cyanide in my lunch
I started to get this little hunch
'Cos my pride is pretty sore
Don't you love me anymore?

You used to set me impossible chores
You told your friends that I wasn't yours
You used to love it when I'd wail
Once you told me you got me at a jumble sale
And I must say that I was pretty appalled
When I slept and you shaved my head bald
Then you said you'd give it a clean
And chased me with a bottle of Mr Sheen
I really should get the NSPCC
Because your pretty mean to me
And my pride is pretty sore
Don't you love me anymore?

So I'll tell you what I'm gonna do
Its the only way to get revenge on you
When it comes to mothers day
You won't get a thing from me, no way!
You say I shouldn't hold a grudge, well I say I can
'Cos you are what you drink and I'm a bitter man
And I can't see an end to this little war
Untill you tell me wether you love me anymore

Who’s with you now?

Is there someone else in your life
Since I threw you in the street
My bed seems fairly empty
Without you between the sheets

We’d been together so long
I got to hate your guts
That’s why I poked you in the eye
And tried to cut you up

Oh they might say it’s ABH
I know it was assault
But when I saw your glassy eyes
I knew it was your fault

Is there someone else in your life
Too late I find I care
I live in desolation
Without you, my teddy bear

Ha ha, thats a good one.
Hold on... stop upstaging me on my threads! lol

Hi Guys,
Love the poems I think you could corner the market in sarcy greeting card sales.

xxx