Turkey, toys, boys and trouble.A Poem by GeeChristmas day
This year she hopes that......
Granny has her nappy on grandad doesn't fart, uncle Tommy comes alone and not with some old tart. Mum lays off the vodka 'til pudding's served and eaten, dad doesn't get the hump when at every game he's beaten. Next door neighbours Fred and Maude come fully dressed, not nude, as last year fido bit his knob mistaking it as food. Little brother Bobby Ray breaks down the closet door, revealing that he likes the girls but likes the boys much more. And finally when crackers pulled she hopes to get the toy, ( as these she's bought from Ann Summers ) as she still ain't got a boy !! © 2018 GeeAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGeeMilton keynes, United KingdomAboutDevoted family man and lover of life. Simply written, easily understood "stuff" for those without code breaking skills. You will NEVER need Google to understand me:) more..Writing
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