I used to ask my father to fetch me everything
DAD!
Can you pass me the remote?
Turn up the TV?
Bring me my phone?
And more often he’d comply
But sometimes, not
Get it yourself!
Don’t be so lazy
and once in a while:
NO WAY!
But I had a secret weapon
One that worked always
on every occasion
without exception:
MUM!
And SHE’d make him do it.
The worst thing about living alone
believe it or not
isn’t waking to silence
or returning home to it
no
it is being unable to open a jar
finding a cockroach in the bathtub
burning a fuse
and worst of all
tucking up, warm and nice…
then realising
your cup of tea is too far
to fetch
without papa.
Really nice, creative, funny poem. :)
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Arigato Andrew! Please follow along!
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Dads. They do have their uses sometimes. Lol
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Sometimes haha
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Excuse me Mr. Monkeyfodue, but did you JUST start following my blog?! :P
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How dare you! I was trying to get it to show in my feed and thought maybe unfollowing and following again would work. 🤔 lol
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lol <3 <3
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Just discovered if not got ‘blogs I follow’ selected on reader. Dog!
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Doh not dog. Lol. I give in today.
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Oh, gosh. That’s so sweet. Little tears to my eyes.
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Not as sweet as your egg poem! I need to repost that..
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Hee-hee-hee!
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Nice post! Thank you, for reading my blog posts.
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