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| Hello Sue, Here is a poem that I wrote a few years ago it's about a friend of mine. Every time I used to go the pub with my mate Kevin he would always go on about the same old subject because he was single. He would say, "Wouldn�t it be nice to meet a nice girl and settle down and have kids". After he said this about five hundred times I said "Look FUCKING shut up I�m sick of hearing the same tune in my ears, If you don�t switch of the violins I will write a poem about you�. So what did he say after I bought the next pint in? Yes you�ve guessed correct, so here is the poem. It's called... OH NO NOT THE VIOLINS Oh no not the violins I can't take the din Just put it away For some other day I can�t take the gore You parasitic fucking bore Oh no not the violins As I drink a bottle full of gin Either that or listen To the yarn you spin My eyes keep misting With the shit from someone�s bin Oh no not the violins I hate this rin tin tin You�re so full of bull Like the arse of a gull From here to Istanbul I would run run run To get away from this din din din So do me a favour Here and now not later Switch of the violins I have not seen him for over a year now. How sad Yawn !!!!!!!!!!! |
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