No bottoms were hurt
In the making of this poem
With likes and dislikes.
I feel I was born to soon,
Being taken from the womb.
For all those girls,
Forning over me on my birthday.
The only thing I had gotten,
Was a smack upon my bottom.
I was sentenced to school,
Being dyslexic I found it hard
To follow the golden rule.
Teachers frustration with me,
In life from them all I'd gotten.
Was to be sent to the headmistress,
For another smack upon my bottom.
I never appreciated lessons in life,
I got in school I learnt for free.
Thanking all they had done for me,
Always taking it for granted
For all I had gotten.
You have to pay a lot for women,
To smack you on the bottom.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2021-11-24 at 12:26
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In the making of this poem
SLAP NO TICKLE
You go through life,With likes and dislikes.
I feel I was born to soon,
Being taken from the womb.
For all those girls,
Forning over me on my birthday.
The only thing I had gotten,
Was a smack upon my bottom.
I was sentenced to school,
Being dyslexic I found it hard
To follow the golden rule.
Teachers frustration with me,
In life from them all I'd gotten.
Was to be sent to the headmistress,
For another smack upon my bottom.
I never appreciated lessons in life,
I got in school I learnt for free.
Thanking all they had done for me,
Always taking it for granted
For all I had gotten.
You have to pay a lot for women,
To smack you on the bottom.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Read 145 times
Written on 2021-11-24 at 12:26
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