1..2.3 !

by Adesha
(B'mth)

THE DREADED NUMBER 3

DON'T SHOUT PLEASE SON

GET DOWN FROM THERE

NO I DON'T WANT TO SEE INSIDE THE CATS MOUTH

LET GO OF YOUR SISTERS HAIR

THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE I SAY

DO YOU UNDERSTAND

I DON'T EXPECT YOU TO RUN OFF AGAIN

U MUST HOLD MUMMIES HAND

ON AND ON I GO

EVERY TIME HE CALLS MY BLUFF

EXHAUSTED I PLAY MY FINAL CARD

A CLICHE BUT A MUST

YOUNG MAN I'LL COUNT TO 3 I SAY

I HEAR MY FATHERS VOICE

I RATHER IT DIDNT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY

BUT YOU LEAVE ME WITH NO CHOICE !


1......2..........2 AND A HALF

THREE !!!

THEN...............

AS IF A EXCORCISM JUST TOOK PLACE

THE RETURN OF MY CHILDS ANGELIC FACE :-)

IM SORRY MUMMY X


















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Dec 26, 2011
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Very clever & beautiful NEW
by: Transformation-Guru

Sounded very authentic and straight from the heart! Look forward to hearing more x

Dec 20, 2011
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I remember those words well.
by: Robin Drattum

looool, takes me back 30 years! Yep its been around for a long time.

Dec 20, 2011
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Well said and so true
by: Anonymous

Rate this 5 out of 5 :o)

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