mas storming aboot
Many ah nights wed sit on our ain,
Wondering weather or no my da wid be hame.
Ma poor wee maw she's gone insane
Coz hes always dain it tae her again .
Wen he's drunk he didn't care.
my mas away oot she was storming aboot
hes dun it again an no came hame
no even to see his two wains.
hink he forgets were he stays some days
but hell be back in a couple ah days
way his tail between his legs.
but my maw she always forgives him
she always dus.he just gees her at wee look
she loves him shes totally hooked.
so no matter wat he dis shell always forgive him
coz wen hes sober hes such a nice guy
i guess thats her reason why. wains
Copyright © Rosina Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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