Come On, Talk To Me!
Don't just sit there,
Throwing evils my way.
I know I'm not the cause,
Of all this aggravation.
Not this weekend anyway.
Come on ya puddin' head,
My Darling-dee, My Lovely,
Tell me all. Scream it all,
Go on have a good scream,
Shout it all out. Go on.
Throw that cushion then!
Ten points if you take out
That horrid vase. No jokes!
Hey I saw that smile!
Come on, talk to me.
You know I won't judge.
Chances are I've gone through
worse! You know me!
Disaster zone, that's me!
Come here. Have a hug.
There, see, it's not all bad,
You know it's not as well!
You're just a little drama queen,
The home counties own premadonna.
No acting necessary!
You know I'm your friend.
The mum of our crew.
You get me? Ha ha... Or not.
So what do you fancy?
Tea, coffee or hot choc?
Come on sweetie,
We'll talk it all through,
And sort it all out for sure.
There's not a single situation,
that can't be salvaged!
Just remember that, yeah?
Oh and just one more thing!
Smile! You know you want to.
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