In my shed

Monday, 30 November 2015

Lots of shed posts planned, but I though it appropriate to post this little poem which I wrote a couple of years ago.

Please don't be scared it's only poetry.

 

The people in my shed

 

I’ve got some people in my shed

I visit them each day

They’re always pleased to see me

I’ve made sure that they will stay

 

I’ve got some people in my shed 

They jump and wave and shout

I think they’re either happy

Or they’re wanting to get out

 

I’ve got some people in my shed 

They visited last year

I said ‘come look inside my shed’

‘I’m brewing my own beer’

 

The lovely people in my shed 

I’m really glad they stayed

Well when they actually tried to leave

I hit them with a spade

 

The people in my shed 

They really are my only friends

I love them all so dearly

And this friendship never ends

 

The people in the shed

Will stay with me forever more

Because I plan to keep their heads

Hung up above the door

 

Thanks

Paul

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