Girl Next Door.
There's a girl next door,
Smokin weed,
Baby in tow,
Or is it three or four?
Or does it really matter anymore...
There's a cop or two,
Interviews,
Threatening my nephews,
So I tell their Dad to protect them,
Their Aunties and Uncles and Cousins too,
Babies they are,
Is this in your news,
Is this in your poetry,
But, but, but,
I hear her say,
Glass against my wall,
But she hasn't got any children,
And they know Peter Kay
and Paddy Mcguiness,
Yes, you stupid bitch,
I've, even met Bono,
Walking down the street In a little village on the,
West Coast of Ireland
So hide your bruises,
Sit on the window shelf like he says,
Silly girl,
Frighten my father,
Who fought in the war and battles galore for the likes of you,
Keep pushing those prams love,
If you really think he loves you,
Then why is he two timing you,
Or is it three or four,
Threaten or touch my nephews again,
And we will see how this story ends xxxx with love
Nicola Beckett
Sun 14th Jun 2020 18:53
I've calmed down somewhat just get a bit upset when they threaten children, this Covid isn't their fault x