Tracy Mcfayden Poet Free verse

It's My Lads

The smallest room in the house,
Phew what a smell,
It smells so bad,
It's my lads,

Replace toilet roll,
End of the day it's used,
Do they eat it?????
It's my lads,

Hairs fill the plughole,
But are they from the head !!!! Or!!! Yuk,
Shampoo bottle empty again,
It's my lads,

Wet towels on the floor,
There are 4.... only two lads,
Have I got any dry left,
It's my lads,

Dirty clothes thrown in the corner,
Missing the laundry basket,
They won't pick them up,
It's my lads.

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