Poem

[BelgianBoy]

She said

“Hello mister,

Where do you go?

You very handsomeâ€

I felt like a beau.

 

“You are a good man

A very good heart,

You look like a film starâ€

I sure felt the part.

 

She said

“You want lady?

I come home with you,

I do all your cleaning,

Make house look like newâ€

 

“I don’t want money,

I take care for free,

I don’t want money,

Just ‘take care’ of meâ€

 

She moved into my house

To take care of me,

Not a week later

Mum got a bad knee.

 

“I don’t want money

I take care for free,

I send just a little

To fix mum’s bad knee.â€

 

A month or so later

She got her next call

Her sister needs money

To go to high school

 

“I don’t want money

I take care for free,

I send just a little

For sisters degreeâ€

 

Two months have gone now,

Her dad’s on the phone,

They’re taking the farm back

he can’t pay the loan.

 

“I don’t want money

I take care for free,

I send just a little

For farm and familyâ€

 

She didn’t want money,

She took care of me,

She always told me

She’d take care for free.

 

Her mum’s leg is better

Her sister’s at school

Her dads got his farm back

I’ve paid for it all

 

She didn’t want money,

She took care of me,

Took me to the cleaners.......

she did it for free

 

(shamelessly copied from the internet)

[candyfloss]

My Uncle Kev

 

He's Sixty-Nine;

But looking Fine;

He runs a Pub;

And a Club;

He goes to Spain;

To Entertain;

And comes back-again;

He likes the Footy;

And the Booty;

He smokes his Fags;

And reads his Mags;

 

My Uncle Kev;

 

Isn't really my Uncle