Poem -
P-leisure
what is this life if full of shit
we have no time to stand or sit
no time to stand in clubs and bars
and stare as long as licensing hours
no time to look when shops we pass
and see how others spend their brass
no time to ponder in broadest day
where coal and steel once did pay
no time to turn at beauties prance
because her giro's in the bank,
no time to wait until her gob
will smile too late under the sod
a poor life this 24/7/365
my 0 hr contract barely keeps me alive
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Comments
Brilliantly done, hilariously funny and really captures the life and grind of the poverty up north..well done
Lorna
Xx
laughs out loud,,shall have to write a Brighton one now.. to balance it..thanks
You paint a grim (up North) picture...but with such joy and humour.
It's the joy and sense of humour that keeps you alive...nothing to do with that damned contract!!
Keep laughing...and keep writing.
J ;)
laughs...I love this original rhyme. I remember quoting it when I was nine, when I got caught staring out the window at school..it shut the teacher up..obviously it was the original ditty not this one...glad you find them funny...thanks