In the corner you just sit Stirrin glirren As i throw rubbish in Stayle odours From last nights Saturday takeaway Stirren back at me Oh what a time i had Drinkin eating Vomiting Throwing up in my bin Oh the odour Will have to clean my bin Last night me and you it was a good night Ill take you outside
And clean you out placing your contents into another bin Will clean you out make you smell nice and fresh Place you back in the corner where you belong Aleast i know you will never leave me all alone Your my bin
Hello old pal.... It's great to see you still posting your writings. What I have always admired your poetry is that you pick unique topics that are rarely ever seen. Furthermore, there is a child-like innocence in your poetry. You never garner many comments, yet you still continue to write despite this fact. You have the the heart of a true poet, and I always enjoy your writings Wayne....keep it up old pal....
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