Sunday, 6 September 2009

Oh mummy you are drunk again

Yes child and the tracks still weave

Oh mummy why do you do this

Because my tracks drive true

Oh mummy do you know how you break me

No child I don’t

Oh mummy do you care

No

Oh mummy you won’t be my mummy any more

And that is how it should be for a while

Oh mummy I hate you

And so it is in the tumble

Oh Mummy what do you mean

Just take your time hating me

Oh Mummy.......

My point......

Mummy?

I will see the sun tomorrow

Brightened by old eyes

Mummy I hate you

I hate you to

sleep well

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