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I have sold my mum on E.Bay. 
My god my dad was mad. 
He can"t believe i did it. 
He thinks it"s really bad. 

As to why i did it. 
There"s reasons plain to see. 
My mother is on my back. 
Always hassling me. 

She complains about my trainers. 
She says they really stink. 
Moans about the dishes. 
That i leave in the sink. 

I never make my bed right. 
She gets me in a quandary. 
States that i should help. 
To do the household laundry! 

Then every Sunday morning. 
She really goes to far. 
I have to help my dad. 
Wash the family car. 

Yes i sold my mum on E.Bay. 
Then looked to far off lands. 
To find a good replacement. 
Post up the wedding bands. 

Dad wont be to angry. 
I will soon get him on side. 
Because i have sent to Thailand. 
For a brand new blushing bride. 

At first it was ok. 
We got on really well. 
Then we discovered something. 
That i can hardly tell. 

I hope we get a refund. 
I still have the receipt. 
Let me tell you something. 
There has been a big deceit. 

It started in the bedroom. 
I had to get a fan. 
To bring my poor old dad round. 
Our Thai bride was a man! 

I want  my mother back. 
No matter what the price. 
I am fed up eating chicken. 
Along with Thailand rice! 



"Will you get out of bed, 
It is a brand new day, 
It is nearly twenty past." 
I hear my mother say. 

I start to drift awake. 
Then i start to beam. 
Relief it surge"s through me. 
It was a nasty dream. 

My mother cant explain. 
Why i changed my ways. 
I"m really very helpful. 
Not like the bad old days. 

But if i am really honest. 
I suppose i am quite bad. 
I have just logged on to E.Bay. 

To try and sell my DAD!

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