TOURETTES
Hanging in the playground
Talking to my friends
Thinking we were all the same
With familiar trends
Telling different stories
Of our Mothers plight
How they handled stressful times
Or when they’re in a fight
One girl starts to tell her tale
With big round ogle eyes
Her Mum once Yelled out “BLOODY”
In an angry screechy cry
Another told her Mothers tale
One night while in a fit
Threw her arms up in the air
Screaming the word “SHIT”!
A third girls Mum is more creative
In her verbal land
Yelling certain cursing words
About the holy man
As the tales got round to me
I broke in to a sweat
These girls
Can’t come back to my house cause…..I think,
My Mum has got Tourette’s!
ROAD RAGE
Slow cars
Busy highways
Car blinkers OFF
When moving sideways
Everyday I go insane
When driving next toSHIT FOR BRAINS!
Why can’t you be considerate?
Get off the road, you IDIOT!
Avoiding mums in 4 wheel drives
Old bags with thier blinding eyes
Hateful words bounce from my lips
With temper tantrum yelling slips
Here comes that twinge back in my neck
I’m a road rage psycho angry wreck
When in my car my brain goes hazy
Incompetence will make you crazy
Thank goodness we are finally here
Give me a kiss, I love you dear
Remember to abide my rule
Be fair and nice in play at school
1 comments:
Thanks Guys, this is so special :))
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