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Author Name: PremiumDr Fogg 4 Comments
Date Added: July 14, 2012 08:07:28 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Humor Add To Favorites | Text Only


My wife says that Iím grumpy.

She says I moan all day.

About the weather, good or bad.

 About the kids and noisy play.


About the cost of things.

Have you seen the price of bread?

And tax and electricity.

Iím going off my head.


Then thereís the phone.

My daughters glued to it all day.

She talks and talks to boyfriends.

When they meet thereís nothing left to say.


And politics ha donít get me started.

They promise you the earth.

But when they get in power.

They make it even worse.


But itís the little things I hate.

Like stamps that never stick.

Like tins you just cant open.

And TVís you have to kick.


Like non-stick pans that stick like glue.

And cars that just wonít start.

And how it rains on Sundays.

And foods that make you fart.


Then you have McDonalds.

They always get it wrong.

I ask to hold the relish.

But I get it double strong.


Then thereís health.

Iím running out of it.

I ache from top to bottom.

And my heels are always split.


The doctor, what a dipstick.

Tells me not to smoke.

Tells me Iím obese as well.

He says I'm going to croak!


But as for my dear Missus.

I think sheís got it wrong.

My philosophy of life you see.

Is to sing a happy song.   
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Comment By: FreePamela A. Lamppa on July 16, 2012 11:01:48 PM Report
Stanza 6 had me at an out loud howl.  You do humor so well with your wonderful rhythm and rhyme.  This is simply ... priceless!  Thoroughly enjoyable with a message understood by all.  A treasure to enjoy.  ~Pamela 
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on July 15, 2012 11:01:08 AM Report
I say: skip the happy song;  I don't believe you...  You are like me: grumpy to the core.  Hide not. --David
Comment By: FreeAlistair Muir on July 14, 2012 10:50:50 PM Report
Lovely write -- very funny -- wonder how our American cousins will fare with 'dip-stick'!  Bravo!


Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 14, 2012 04:38:20 PM Report
((Smilessss... All I can say is this is  Awesome!!!  *****


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