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I am a Slave to those kids

Hey guys shut that door

Wipe the butter and jam off the floor

Tidy up you room

Sweep the floor and use the broom

Is that washing clean or dirty

Shut your mouth and doant get shirty

Stop your moaning and wash the dishes

Rinse up the cups and and feed the fishes

And when your done take out the garbage

When you talk to your gran mind the verbage

Wash the car dads in bed

Take the dog for a walk and dont get led

Polish my shoes and iron my dress

Tidy up the garden its such a mess.

 

— kinganeye, Jul 18, 2007

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

Yeah, dig it

well put. I wonder a bit about the ending. It just seems to stop. I guess the point has been made, no point labouring it. cheers, Jess
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kinganeye

18 years 10 months ago

My Poem

Its was written in 2 minutes and was meant as a bit of fun not to be taken seriously John