Monday 30 May 2016

I Ran Out of Words for the Final Stanza (But At Least I Kept the Metre Going)

You said you had no need of friendship –
until those big boys came along,
then you were all, like, ‘Save me, save me!’
   It really was pathetic.

You said that things are never real –
until they repossessed your house,
and you were all, like, ‘That’s my house!’
   You’re such a hypocrite. 

You said that arguments were futile –
until you won one (quite by chance)
and you were all, like, ‘Ar-Gu-MENT!’
   That way you turn the charm on.

Blah BLAH Blah BLAH blah BLAH blah BLAH blah –
Blah BLAH Blah BLAH blah BLAH blah BLAH,
BLAH blah blah BLAH Blah BLAH Blah BLAH.
   Blah BLAH blah BLAH blah BLAH blah

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