the meaning of arguements.

'Make me a sandwich!

Iron my shirt!'

'Get off your lazy backside

you lousey peice of dirt!'

Shouting throughout

every door left so wide.

Arguements galore.

Too many take sides.

He did this

she did that.

I'd be rich if I did

have a penny for each time

this sob story was rid.

It's like a squirt of poison

when the insults fly round

the burning sensation

that comes with the sound

of voices in anger

echoing stupidity

'It's your fault so and so

happened to me!'

Between stereotypes and prejudice

it's difficult to choose

when they both are important

but one has to lose.

I guess what I'm saying,

and I'm sorry about this..

Arguements and fall outs

take the bloody piss.