Poetic-Verses
'' They're The Best Of Friends ''
My Mum and Dad,
Are really bad,
Whilst in their bed at night,
The noise they make drives me mad,
All they do is fight.
The wall gets banged,
The headboards pranged,
Right against my bloody wall,
My Father shouts, it's time to be hanged,
Why don't they ever stall.
Get them off,
My Dad will scoff,
Or I'll rip them apart,
No Mum shouts it's not a trough,
Her screaming goes off the chart.
Harder she gloats,
Eat your oats,
My God I feel her pain,
For my own good I'm writing notes,
Oops, she's shouting out again.
She's now on top,
Saying he's a flop,
It's time for you to drown,
That's put my Dad in a strop,
He's saying, I'm going down.
This is a dream,
I hear Mum scream,
Does fighting give such pleasure,
Dad's like the cat who licked the cream,
They're both mad in equal measure.
Into a huddle,
They lie and cuddle,
Thank God the fighting's done,
This has got me in a muddle,
I don't know which ones won.
What was out of hand,
I don't understand,
For they always make amends,
Fighting in bed must make life grand,
Next day,
‘' They're Best Of Friends ‘'
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`` They`re The Best Of Friends ``
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