Memories and dreams,
We’ll take half a share of each.
Though I don’t want that sunny day
When you proposed on Brighton Beach.
The first time you said you loved me,
You can have that too and all.
‘Cause after this is over,
I won’t need love anymore.
You’ll be paying compensation
For the breaking of my heart.
You didn’t need to cheat to let me know
That we were better off apart.
I’ll have the kids for five days
And you can have them for two.
I’ll even throw in Friday night
If that’s not enough for you.
I’ve melted down my wedding ring
Into a beautiful diamond set.
On and by the way our holiday home,
Well I’ve put it up for rent.
Your precious antique sofa,
I’ve ripped that right in two.
Though if I’m being honest
I much preferred the one in blue.
Your DVD collection
Was too big for Royal Mail.
But don’t worry you can get them back
At the Church’s car-boot sale.
I put all your clothes in boxes
And left them at the front door.
Though I have to say I did feel bad,
When the rain began to pour.
Well I think this settles everything,
I’m happy to leave it at that.
There’s one last thing I’d like to say...
You’re an absolute twat!
This would make a great performance poem. This is definitely one to work on with an audience in mind.
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