Saturday in holiday land,
A deep and foggy sleep,
Not even a sound,
Not even a squeak,
But surely 8am is
The perfect DIY time,
Hammering and drilling,
Why this time is prime,
No matter now it thuds,
Shatters through my head,
Perhaps it's grandad's ploy,
To finally get me out of bed.
Edit:
Oh dear lord, he's got a saw,
Against this there should be a law,
Grumpy Nix alert sounds out,
Out the window she's gunna shout...
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
You told me you loved me. I still wanted more. You said i was beautiful. And i pushed you on the floor. You bought me nice things. Though i didn't appreciate. You spent all your money on me.
Don't wish your life away. You should be thinking about what job you want now. You don't get enough exercise. Stop running round and calm down. You need to get out more.
Sitting in her bedroom With not a care Messing about With her birds nest hair Nothing to do 'Oh I'm so bored' Life is so hard isn't it.
You told me you loved me. I still wanted more. You said i was beautiful. And i pushed you on the floor. You bought me nice things. Though i didn't appreciate. You spent all your money on me.
When you came into the world, she held you in her arms. You thanked her by wailing like a banshee. When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. You thanked her by crying all night long.
On the train up to london. It's packed with people going up to cheer on their friends or loved ones, and secretly hoping they don't drop down dead half way around.
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