Ps3 Blues
And so once again I do return
To my qwerty lover
For free verse all about my woes
And how is this another
Sleepness night in my bedroom
For thinking about my boy
His PS3 and favourite game
Tonight he did destroy
I heard the slam
I felt the vibe
From 20ft from me
I’m so relieved my windows stayed
Unbroken from flying TV
A smart young man
And handsome too
At fifteen, 5ft 10
But if hear such more uproar
His sorry **** wont touch the floor
And so I do appeal to you
Friends across the web
Does anyone want my son
To live with you instead?
Copyright © Vikki Coram | Year Posted 2009
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