Poem -

It's my lads

The smallest room in the house,
Phew what a smell,
It smells so bad,
It's my lads,

Replace toilet roll,
End of the day it's used,
Do they eat it?????
It's my lads,

Hairs fill the plughole,
But are they from the head !!!! Or!!! Yuk,
Shampoo bottle empty again,
It's my lads,

Wet towels on the floor,
There are 4.... only two lads,
Have I got any dry left,
It's my lads,

Dirty clothes thrown in the corner,
Missing the laundry basket,
They won't pick them up,
It's my lads.

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

Never again

Never again

It happened we know it did,
One culture virtually annihilated,
Why??????
For being...

Poem -

Cow eyes

Eyes as deep as pools of chocolate,
Licking your nose with your large tongue,
Large ears...

Poem -

The king

The king

Not a royal,
Yet he was a king,
Rocking and rolling,
You sang...

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

Life with Trash

Life with Trash

Put your fear

in the rubbish bin

where it belongs

it will instantly be recycled...

Poem -

THEY HAVE TO PRETEND YOU&...

THEY HAVE TO PRETEND YOU'RE LISTENING

They have to talk to an Audience even when there's really no one there...

They have to seem...

Poem -

BE THE CHOOSER

BE THE CHOOSER

You can stand in line...

Play their unfair Game...

You can have your own thoughts......

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com