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 POOR OLD DAD Life 6/13/2006
 I FORGIVE YOU Love Gone Bad 6/12/2006
 A BEAUTIFUL DREAM Love 6/4/2006
 Summer is never coming Misc 6/1/2006
 ACCEPT ME Love 5/30/2006
 SHE CHANGED OUR LIVES Insight 5/25/2006
 LOVE IS PRECIOUS Love Gone Bad 5/22/2006
 PLEASE RING ME Misc 5/8/2006
 SHE'S A PEOPLE WATCHER Life 4/24/2006
 SAY SOMETHING MOTHER Humorous Poems 4/10/2006
 LOVE'S INTOXICATING SHORE Love 4/1/2006
 FRIENDSHIP Friends 2/3/2006
 WIBBLE WOBBLE LAND Humorous Poems 2/2/2006
 DON'T MAKE A FUSS Life 2/1/2006
 FRUSTRATION OF LOVE Love 2/1/2006
 JUST ME AND YOU Love 1/31/2006
 A BONNY LASS Misc 1/27/2006
 THE WISE OLD MAN Life 1/25/2006
 MISS NINE TO FIVE Misc 1/20/2006
 REFLECTION Life 1/19/2006
 MISSING Life 1/18/2006
 NO REMORSE Insight 1/17/2006
 KEEP SMILING Inspirational Poems 1/17/2006
 LOVE IS LIFE Love 1/16/2006
 Genius of Helen Insight 1/15/2006
 MOONLIGHT KISSES Love 1/12/2006
 WISHING WELL Misc 1/11/2006
 REBEL Life 1/10/2006
 PURE HAPPINESS Love 1/8/2006
 GRANDDAD'S LESSON Insight 1/5/2006
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POOR OLD DAD

Think of me when I'm old and grey
Wrinkled and don't know what time of day,
Think of me when I can't climb the stairs
Me old bones creak and me bladder has no cares.

Think of old dad when he has to come and stay
Causing arguments because he'll be in the way,
You'll feed and nourish him and wipe his arse
Stick him in front of the tele to watch the latest farce.

He'll moan and dribble all the day and night
He might even wake up sometimes and offer to fight,
He's had one of his dreams somebody is biting his toes
It's his false teeth in his slippers, how they got there, god knows.

He's as deaf as a post everything is A or B minus D
And on top of all that, he's got a job to damned well see,
He will tell you he can see perfectly and walk into a door
And swear black is blue somebody left something on the floor.

He sticks dishes in the washing machine if you don't mind
Clothes in the dishwasher and thinks he's being kind,
Took him shopping with us once what a disaster
Ended up at the hospital having his foot put in plaster.

Poor old dad he does try and do his best poor thing
But it just turns out all wrong I have to cry or sing,
Its pretty sad really, oh dear he's lost his lighter
He still smokes but like when he was young he's still a fighter.

We love him so much for the way he brought us up
Even if he did used to scold us sometimes like a pup,
He fought for a lot of things including our right
To have peace and freedom during the day or night.

Come on darling its time for your bath
He's always had a sense of humour to give us a laugh,
Want a nice cup of tea dad? Then I'll read you a story!
Goodnight dad, love you, and I love you too sweetheart.

God bless XXXXXXX





































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