Shouting, screaming, rant and rave
Tantrums to leave ones self amazed
The adders home, the house a mess
To which it causes me distress
No biscuits for him to take from the tin
The rubbish he drops beside the bin
But its MY fault, he does such things
He sure knows how to pull my strings
Then its time to have his tea
Pizza, pasta, what will it be?
The choice is there, but no matter what
Its gonna be wrong, its part of his plot
He strops around and makes more mess
Winds everyone up, adder at his best
No more I can take, my heads in pain
Then I look at his cheery smile again
"clean your teeth, its time for bed"
- " In a minute he sweetly said"
" please do what, you are told"
- The sigh , the thump, hes oh so bold
1 minute later, I hear him shout,
" that's me done", - I check it out
Lovely tiles all colgate white
All it needs is some dynamite
Off he thumps up the stairs
To bounce on his bed, he dosnt care
I Sit down with a coffee, to try and relax
" Im Hungry" I hear, as I start to collapse......
By frasco