There's catherine wheels and rockets
To light the night so black
Seems someone's lit the fuse
And it's time to stand well back
A tiny indiscretion
At least that's what he thought
As cheap as knock off bangers
In the firework box he bought
The proof of truth's deception
In a message read last night
Now there's just depression
In the roman candlelight
They stand close but so apart
She holds back the burning tear
What's the matter mummy?
Just enjoy the fireworks dear
While the kids are busy sparkling
There's a bonfire alright
And though the rocket box is empty
There'll be fireworks tonight...
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@sjw no hun, the fireworks at the end are a metaphor for the bloody great row they're going to have. He cheated....👍
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