Poem -
No more Mr Nice Guy
I seriously haven't told,
enough people to Fuck off.
I avoid the issue..
They absorb my nice..
till I'm limp.
Like a biscuit..
bottom of the barrel I rumble..
Biscuits can snap back..
Brandy Snaps .
Viennese Whirls,
and a crack in
the Ginger Nuts .
from now on..
that's how the cookie crumbles
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Comments
I forgot how much I love your words Pauline,
love this
Lorna x
Ha ha. .. I bite my tongue too much...for others sake....I should be more like a Viking..lol..cheers Lorna..x