We've Got The Builders In

We've got the builders in,

all working class and hairy arsed

Cash in hand, cement and sand

Mucky cups

Nothing measured, trust to luck

Rule of thumb

Don't give a fuck

Sharp intakes of breath

Builders bum

Clichés done to death

Music on, make a mess

Plasterboard, four by two

Six inch nails and superglue

Six hour day, six day week

Things explained in builder-speak

All wrapped up in build-mystique

Power tools, staple gun

Bound to look good when it's done

◄ Mis-diagnosis



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Reggie's Ghost

Fri 17th Mar 2023 22:12

Thanks all commenters and likers.

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John Coopey

Wed 15th Mar 2023 23:43

Top bombing, Ghost.

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keith jeffries

Wed 15th Mar 2023 22:49

A poem which gathers pace, almost like a train. It captures the very essence of those who come into our homes to fix or renovate. I thoroughly enjoyed this poem.
Thank you for this

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Wed 15th Mar 2023 19:05

Here's wishing you the best of luck with that RG.
We had central heating put in upstairs a few years ago-frightening!

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 15th Mar 2023 16:50

Again? Mind you, we have next week. How could anyone not enjoy this poem? Great stuff.

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