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Workers Lament

Its 6 am
And that bloddy alarm goes off again.
Just another half an hour I plead,
But the alarm doesn't listen, the alarm doesn't heed.
Washed and  dressed, reluctantly I head for my car,
A 20 minute drive, work is not very far.
The parking gods are good and I get a space
Right by the front door, my favourite place!
A smile on my face I sprint up the stairs,
Today will be good, no worries or cares.
"I want these figures and I want them now!
And these I want yesterday and don't ask me how!"
Do this, do that and for goodness sake hurry,
Am I going to be fired? I'm beggining to worry.
Its 4 pm and I plod down the stairs
My smile long gone but nobody cares
Home at last, I kick at the door
Feet up, hair down, pick up mail form the floor.
Thats my car in that photo, whats this all about?
A speeding ticket "I don't believe it" my husband hears me shout
I wish this dire day would come to an end
Shattered nerves need sleep time to mend
But all too soon
Its 6 am
And that bloody alarm goes off again.
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Abbie

Can we play vets?
Yes Abbie
My Tiger is ill
Yes Abbie
He swallowed some stones
Yes Abbie 
Will you take them out?
Yes Abbie
17 stones
There were 20 Nanny
Love you Abbie 
Love you Nanny

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Lenny

Lenny

Lovely little Lenny,
Laughing loudly, lucious,
Likes licking lollies,
Learning lots lately,
Lightweight lithsome livewire
Love ya!

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Lost

I lost my Mum.
She didnt wander off
Or become misplaced.
She died.
I lost my Dad too.
I have a picture of Mum sitting in the back of a Taxi
I remember that day well, delightful day.
I have a pictiure of Dad, in a Pub with a pint
Another spendid day.
I lost them both five years ago
But I haven't stopped looking for them.

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Ties That Bind

What are the ties that bind us together?
Its not "Be mine" or "Love you forever"
Its not "for richer or poorer
In sickness and in health"
Its more "in bitterness and regret
In poverty or wealth".
Its not blood,
We dont share any
Its not family
We have too many.
A ten year morgage keeps us bound
The secret to happiness, we have not found.
So we will continue, till life comes to an end.
Our last years, unhappy, together  we'll spend.

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Nhs Sos

Snitchy, *****y boss climbs the ladder to sucsess
Several years mis management meen the workplace is a mess
Outcomes the Social Enterprise to take up all the pain
And snitchy, *****y boss climbs up the ladder again

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My Sister

When we were young
(So much younger than today)
We use to scratch, fight and argue every single day.
Years flew by and we were in our teens,
At Discos together, real Dancing Queens
Soon we were Going to the Chapel, and going to get married
Five times between us (we never tarried)
Next came Baby Love and Love me Do
Three boys, three girls, too good to be true!
Many years passed Doing it for the Kids seemed right
Till Papa dont Preach bought grandkids into sight.
There's no one quite like Grandma, became the order of the day
Nine times over, I'm delighted to say
Sister we have shared lots of adventures 
And hopefully we'll share many more
But will you still need me will you still feed me
When i'm Sixty four?

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Spider

There's a big, brown spider in my room,
Shall I hit it with a broom?
Shall I suck it up the Hoover?
Best be quick, it's a real fast moover.
I'll roll up a paper and give it a clout
Or open the door and let it run out
I keep thinking of ways to bring about it's demise,
But it keeps scuttling and staring, so many eyes!
The door is open and it simply won't go
I'm getting anxious, it's starting to show.
So, I employ the best spider remover bar none,
"TONY PUT THE SPIDER OUT", job done!

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Number One

Number One grandson
You'll always be adored, special, most loved, you see
You were born first
I can't change that fact,
I love all the others
And that's not an act.
You'll always have a special place in my heart
Loving you is easy  more instinct than art,
I've watched you grow from a baby to a young boy of nine
I've loved you through dinasaurs, Cars X Box and IPads (all fine)
I want to watch you grow into a happy young man
One who'll make time for his much loved Nan

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