Paint Job
when it comes to renovating
I'm definitely slapdash
in fact it would be fair to say
that I can be rather rash
sanding bores me senseless
and it's a job I try to shirk
because I lack the patience
for the preparation work
I’ve slapped the paint on badly
it’s dripping down the door
oozing over skirting boards
to decorate the floor
spots are on the window
and spilled upon on the stair
unfortunately I've got most of it
stuck on my face and hair
they say patience is a virtue
a saying I should not ignore
because now that it’s all finished.....
I wish I'd sanded more
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