| Humor Poetry
posted January 28, 2025 |
We are well betrayed
Our prayer
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Our father that art in Devon.
He's pissed off and left us
with his boyfriend, Kevin.
Thy kingdom come
he's a lazy drunken bum
He went yesterday about seven.
We can't even afford our daily bread
'cos Mum won't work
she just stays in bed.
The house has been invaded
by dirty, thieving squatters
They've eaten all the food
that our no-good father got us.
It's so damp and cold in here
all we do is shiver.
Wish we could call Pizza hut
and ask them to deliver.
We've no power or glory.
That's the end of our story.
Seems we'll be stuck here
year after year ... forever and ever.
Amen.
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