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Hobo in the house!

Hobo in the house!

Unshaven, odd socks 
I'm a hobo losing the plot 
I laugh at myself and with my kids
Life is short and I try to get my kicks 
I have a Labrador called Charlie 
Some days we just have a party 
I'm either hoovering or snoozing 
Always singing to music, grooving 
We used to shout to the rooftops reading the gruffalo 
Now, they joke, that I'm late thirties and looking like a hobo 
We brushed hairs and I was always the make up experiment 
A face mask on a Saturday night I was like the abominable snowman
The youth of their happiness, to turn back time, I wish was in my hands
We're like the three amigos, on guard! 
This is the magic, they live in my heart
For now, we laugh and shout 
Hobo in the house!
Hobo in the house!
It's like bingo, but with a comfy couch! 

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Tony Taylor

This is SOOO good SIR WAYNE!!..... all the lackadaisical phrasing and sloppy-joyous imagery sings so true to the heart of your intent here that it made me smile ~ Big Time!!.... but not just an ordinary smile.....a smile with the depth of heart that can only be created by the happy "Love of Family"!!!.....a brilliant romp brother!!.......PINNED!!......great work my friend!!....... smiles......T xo ?✴?✴❤

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Wayne Stubbs

?????? thank you brother! I wrote it in my dinner break at work it took about 10 mins, I was laughing at myself while doing it, I came home read it to my youngest and she was laughing her head off, that's what its all about I suppose haha thanks again Tony, ☎? brother! ?

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