Grow Up

Grow Up. Oh why oh why Did we have to grow up? I was happy as Larry And a pig in muck When I was just a baby Everyone would stop and smile And say things like ‘’oh isn’t he cute’’ But now I’ve grown up I no longer get the attention Because I grew up to be an ugly brute We got breastfed as a kid And if you’ve never been Breastfed You haven’t lived When we were kids on the Common We’d play on the rec But now I’ve grown up I’m just a nervous wreck I used to wear my sisters hand me down knickers None were mine But now I wear women's knickers and things All the time And Xmas stockings not just for Xmas but All year round Of course, we were naughty And promised each other not to tell But I’m writing now From my prison cell Far gone are the nice messages and presents You got when not well Now I get no presents But plenty of messages Like‘’Burn in hell’’ Yes it’s no fun growing up But I much rather be Just a pup. ‘’Well if you can’t beat em Join em’’ ‘’Does my bum look big in this?’’. Peter Dome©2019.