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Looking Down At Me

You might have a car
You might have a flat
A big bling necklace
but you look like a twat

I don't owe nothing
I live with mum and dad
But I've got something
That you've never had

I can't afford a holiday,
I can't buy loads of gold
But you can't keep your dignity
Like I can when I'm old

I'll know I've worked a living,
I dont owe a thing
Because I'll bring my children up,
To know the worth of things,

So yes I've got no buggy,
Yes I have no children,
But I'll be able to Afford them,
I'll have them if and when...

Coz I pay for your children,
I buy their take away,
Did you enjoy the holiday?
I paid for everyday.

Sometimes I wonder why I do,
Working till I die,
Perhaps I should sign upon a dotted line,
But I hold my head up high.

Ria1984

@Ria1984

Diet coke addict, pixie hunter.

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Comments & Feedback (8)

Lol I love the opening stanza 😘

Just got wound up in town today - thinking their better than me because

I

Ffs I don't have a buggy and a flat :(

People will always hate hun! Sod em and try not to let them get too you 💐😘

Go girl! 😽

@sjw thanks hun

Proud to be yourself. Way to go! 👍😘

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