Countdown Time.A Poem by Paul BellThursday the 15th, countdown time For Chrissakes why can’t you get the cornflakes in the plate, how hard can it be. Naturally you’ll be expecting me to clean that up. You could just leave them, refill for tomorrow. So typical of you, you would live in s**t. Do you fancy a coffee, or a calm, valium maybe. You just think I can pop something into my mouth, and wow, normal Jill. Can you do that. No you can’t you moron. Would you like me to run you a bath. We don’t have a bath. Oh yeah, meant a shower. Do I look incapable to you. Is that a trick question. Just keep out my way Don’t you want to stay with your mum for a few days Why the hell would I want to stay with my mum Well, you're slightly nuts at this time of the month, and your mum’s just nuts all the time. So, your logic is, all the nuts together. You can see where I’m coming from Why don’t you go and stay with my mum I can’t, not after she saw me naked I’m sure my mum has seen a naked man before Not one trying to get into bed with her And you say I’m nuts See, you’re slightly laughing now Don’t change the subject, why were you trying to get into bed with my mum. You’ll laugh when I tell you. Will I. Yes, you’ll be killing yourself. Swear to god, I’m going to kill you if you don’t tell me. Well, it was your bad time two months ago when it happened. Stop calling it my bad time. Okay, that time when you’re not quite sane. Now we can see why i’m not quite sane, so spit it out. Well I came in drunk, and I sneaked into bed to surprise you. You weren't naked were you. Only from the head down. That’s why my mum doesn’t visit now. Tell me you didn’t. I couldn’t, i got into a fight with the guy i thought was sleeping with you. My god, and you call me nuts. You are certifiable. Hold on a minute, my mum hasn’t had a guy since dad died. Are you making this up. No, your mum swore me to silence, she was having a swingers party. My sweet mum’s a swinger, i can’t believe it. Tell me none of the neighbours saw you leaving. In fact, i’m going round there now, give her a piece of my mind. You do that love. I’ll get off to work. Can’t wait to see her face tonight. Wish i was a fly on the wall. Sure they’ll be laughing at this for a long time. I hope. © 2017 Paul BellReviews
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5 Reviews Added on July 1, 2017 Last Updated on July 1, 2017 AuthorPaul BellAboutI like poetry and stories that tell me something. Sometimes the shortest poems hit the hardest. If I post something serious, don't worry, a funny poem will follow. Don't hesitate to tell me if my po.. more..Writing
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