Thursday 14 April 2011

And another

They're getting worse...


TV IS BETTER THAN MY MUM

The man in the tight suit
said it would rain in the afternoon.
It rained.

I wonder if my Mum ate enough.
Her dresses sometimes
seemed to hang off her bones.

My Dad had his head in the clouds
a lot of the time.

Seven pounds a week
sounded a lot in those days
but we didn’t have a phone till 1958.

We used to let other people’s cars
live in our garage.

My Mum said You’re just
like your father. You’ll never amount
to anything. But I think
she was cross at the time.

Even the Radio Times
sometimes gets it wrong.

I have a car. But not a garage.
My car got wet.

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