Written amongst the noise.
The this, the THAT
Whines, no wine, the forced coughs
The pitter, the padder and fashion shows.
Somehow the baby sleeps
He struggles with digital music
Wifi signal unstable
Where's the beats!
OH, RIGHT, SUPPER
They are restless,
I have been shushed
'Don't look, wait for the fashion show!'
I will look! What fashion show?
I don't wanna watch no fashion show
hrrumph!
Oh it was musical theatre
Mario Bros the theme
AND STILL NO SUPPER
I suppose a fella should look into that.
Turn on a frying pain,
boil some water,
that sorta thing
That's what a fella should do,
But will he?
Perhaps,
with proper motivation.
The blibs and blonks of video games might do.
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