She's pretty tough for one so small
When things get rough she stands so tall
With a bundle of Love so beautiful
Good things come in small packages
God not her farts they smell like cabbages
Or rotten little darts of poison radishes
For a life so short what she's seen
Been through lows same as me
Even grown her own branch on the family tree
As her peace gets disturbed by a little wailer
The beast who deserves her halo
My sweet little niece I Love You Laila
If you knock her down she'll buckboard bounce
In her way back up she may just pounce
If you fill her heart with Love she'll never renounce
Of all the siblings near or far
You little sister are also a star
Just don't let her near the cookie jar
She's the only little sister I have got
I'm really sorry i'd hit her and often taunt
She's the only little sister I would want!
I don't think I tell you enough Tacey
Though your heads full of "stuff" an your totally crazy
I'm so glad to be bruv, you really amaze me. Xx
Categories:
tacey, growing up,
Form: I do not know?
I would like to ask, "just what is your problem?"
Too great a task, to narrow it down to one
Your empty mind, from where those twisted words come
Don't think before you speak, you just let them run!
You talk excrement, one more than piss
When you emit those lies, in that venomous hiss
If your targets truth, then you always miss
Your twisted mouth, is so hard to kiss.
It's hard to see, what you gain from it?
Spreading your lies and talking such ****
(so much so, you must wipe your bum.... with your tongue!!)
Sarcasm is obviously greater than your wit
You stupid careless, thoughtless twit!
Let me tell you, about the babysitters evil plan
Befriending you, while trying to steal your man
Tacey wouldn't be so mean, but i'll bet that you can!
You seem nuttier than a full fat pecan!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Your sphincter must not work anymore
So your poop now leaves, through your jaw
These tedious games are such a bore
Have a happy life, THERE is the door!!
Such a shame, you could have been so much more!!
Categories:
tacey, angst, confusion,
Form: Dramatic Monologue