Bee and Bonnet
I've not just got a bee in my bonnet
No I have a swarm
My temper has gone through the roof
My face as red as a robin
Cheeks cheshnut warm
I'm about to burst
Even the sun has run away
There's gong to be a huge storm
Today!
This an't right that's not right
Nothing in the worlds not right
How dare you how could you
Why would you
I blame you you and you
And everyone else too
Boy I'm mad
This is the best day I've ever had
I've kicked the door
Cursed and swore
Headbutted the wall
Now my big toe and head is sore
Can't take no more
I've smashed the TV
Fed up of seeing Rocky 3
Women always get me down
Or I wish they would
On the ground
Walking on egg shells where ever I go
Sheeple watching my ever move
I darn well know
This way that way think my hairs turning grey
I'd take on anyone any day
if I wasn't such a coward
The glass isn't half full it's empty mate
Oh how I hate hate
That's it !!!!!!
I've had enough
Watch out I'm getting tuff
Te kettle's boied steam coming out my ears
Haven't felt this mad for years
The bees in my bonnet have mated
I'm just about to blow up
After my cup of tea
But apart from that
I'm ok
Now
Go away! bar! humbug!.
''This was a political broadcast on behalf of the
Nottingham peace party popular front.''
Peter Dome. copyright. 2017.
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