Aspiration. <br /> <br />Aah divvent like the winter neets <br /> because wor netty’s doon the yard <br />It’s caad and damp and has ne leets <br />and varry often frozen hard. <br /> <br />Aah’d rather use the chamber pot <br /> that hides beneath the double bed. <br /> Aah sometimes wish that aah had got <br />a warm dry inside loo instead. <br /> <br />Me sister hes a bungalow <br />that has a bathroom and a loo. <br />Noo she is rather posh you know <br /> and looks doon on the likes of me. <br /> <br />She married weel, hor man was rich <br /> an left hor weel provided for <br />Hor life hes gone without a hitch <br />She had ne bairns but I hed four. <br /> <br />But varry soon aah’ll qualify <br /> and get an aad folks bungalow. <br /> A modern hoose that’s warm and dry <br />The aah’ll be good as her you know. <br /> <br />The airs and graces she displays <br /> impress hor neighbours but not me. <br />Cos aah recall wor childhood days <br /> which she forgets conveniently. <br /> <br />Me sister is a proper snob <br /> but she’s the only one aah’ve got. <br />Aah only wish she haad her gob <br />not taak a lot o tommy rot.. <br /> <br />24-Dec-07<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aspiration-3/
