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April 7, 2012
You must tell him to stop
Coming here after work.
He heads straight upstairs
To do big jobs on our toilet
And keeps blocking it up.
It’s not the ‘done thing’ you know!
Ee, whatever do you see in him?
You could do much better.
Your Dad’s not keen either.
Last week when he came
He left muddy footprints
All over our new hall carpet and
I only just managed to clean it up
Before Auntie Edith arrived –
And you know how fussy she is!
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