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No Moaning...


Now I am not a moaner,
And nothing upsets me at all,
I'm totally happy with life,
And I'm not bothered that I'm small.

But I'm sick of me bloody health,
And the kids are a pain in the bum,
It's raining again, what a shame,
Me pigeon was shot with a gun.

I'm sick and tired of the weather,
And the leccy bill's high again,
Really, I'm not a moaner,
But the fella next door is a pain.

Now I am not a moaner,
I'm quite happy with life,
But the kids are a ruddy nuisance,
They're giving me such strife.

The plants are dead in the garden,
There's dust all over the house,
And honest, I didn't imagine it…
I'm sure I just saw a mouse?

I'm sick to death of me hubby,
Cos his snoring' is driving me mad,
But apart from that, I'm happy,
Me life's really not too bad.

Now, I am not a moaner,
I'm not one to complain,
But I've got no friends, I wonder why?
And it's raining outside…again!

© Catherine Inglesby 1978


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