| by Jack Lashbrook | |
| Published on: May 28, 2004 | |
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| Type: Opinions | |
| https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=3578 | |
| I gave you a promise and a ring. You gave me an itchy rash. I gave you a big chocolate "thing". You gave me the lash. I gave you a nice new home. You kicked me out before the paint had dried. I gave you a silver brush and a silver comb. You gave me back my fish-fried. I gave you encouragement and optimism. You gave me mockery and derision. I gave you the future in a pretty vision. You gave me a bloody big heart-shaped incision. I gave you a car and a horse You gave me a thank you note I gave you a lucrative divorce You laughed at the poetry I wrote. I gave you diamonds and gold. You gave me second-hand cake. I gave you the profit from the soul that I sold. You called me Jack but my name is Jake. I gave you laughter and smiles. You gave me grimaces and gurns. I gave you forbearance measured in miles. You gave me a winkler that burns. I gave you unconditional love. You gave me the instructions for the washing machine. I gave you all I could reach, below and above. You gave me a todger that's slowly turning green. I gave you wisdom and sagacity. You gave me the horoscope from the "Sun". I gave you innocence and simplicity. You gave me little joy and even less fun. I gave you romance and passion. You gave me boredom and tedium. I gave you the latest fashion. You gave me perfumed odium. I gave you chips and crispy duck. You gave me an opener and a tin of cat food. I gave you bracelets and charms for good luck. You gave me a coat with a ginormous hood I gave you lessons in English and Maths. You gave me a course of Penicillin. I helped you comprehend algebra and graphs. You gave me a pie without the filling. I gave you the beautiful words in my head. You gave me the voice of the gutter. I gave you the Sunday papers and brekkie in bed. You gave me a twitch and a st-st-stutter. I gave you all my attention You gave me a nod and half a smile. I gave you things I barely dare to mention. You said my suggestions were vile. I gave you my place in the sun, You gave me extremely subdued lighting. I filled your oven with a beautiful bun. You said, you wished I’d stop writing! « return. |
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