Chalk and Cheese

sisters are the same flowers
from a different garden
My sister and I are so different people say chalk and cheese
I like everything in order ~ she says that makes me O.C.D
Sarcasm ~ flows like water ~ she so loves to take the Mick
Silly me takes the bait ~ it would be better to seal my lips
O.C.D. Sarcasm
Is that some kind of sickness ~ my mind goes in a whirl
Is it progressive ~ will it get much worse?
No you silly clot ~ you just go to extremes
Everything has to be in order ~ Oh! so neat and clean
You keep me here waiting while everythingās in place
We'll never get out it takes you all day
On with the make-up more time to waste
We're going to Tesco not some bl...dy fashion parade
Patience for some reason you left at the gate
nag, nag, nag till my ears really ache
God missed me ~ he gave it all to you
Knowing you would need it for all you have to do
Well he certainly gifted you a tongue
He just forgot the honey to sweeten it along
You'd try the patience of a saint ~ Oh no!
You're putting washing out ~ we'll get nowhere today
You know what Iām like why waste your breath
You just sit there moaning causing me stress
If you donāt wish to wait go on your own
Can't take anymore of your continual moan,
I've waited this long you may as well make a brew
my throat is dry sitting talking to you
Put the kettle on let's have a brew
YOU PUT THE KETTLE ON
It will give you something to do
I think that's fair
DON'T YOU?
If OCD is a sickness of these modern times
I have many friends who are of the same mind
To summarise my feelings and completely tell the truth
I like to be organized ~ How about you?
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Thank you for reading, yes of course there is comedy
etched to this poem but also truth my sister has no
patience, and so untidy that is why I infuriate her so.
It's soon wiped of the shoulder there is no malice.
Enjoy your weekend my friend.
Love Anne x
Don't know how to do little faces sorry.
Hi Tina
We are all different (thank goodness)Ā Lorraine and I differ
in more ways than one - she loves confrontation you say it's
blue she'll say it's green just to be awkward.
Oh but so wish she would have been able to sing we could
have painted the town red, unfortunately tone deaf.
Have a lovely weekend - trust your weather is good.
Love Anne x