What I love about the Internet,
Is all the people I haven't met.

The humour that is shared,
It's the comfort when people are scared.

It's for when you're bored sat at home,
and it makes you feel less alone.

Because you know someone else is bored too.

It's the friends in foreign countries,
the cultures to embrace.

It's the debates and conversations,
in person, some people are too afraid to make.

What I love about the internet,
Is that we're all caught in its Web,
But maybe that’s why I hate it too.

Your name is sweet,
like honey on my tongue.

but sometimes your actions are sour,
with lemon my tastebuds are stung.

My first sister didn’t pay her parking fine,
I think maybe once or three hundred times.
But my father didn’t care,
Because he’s a ******* billionaire.

So he’s probably sat at home on his new Iphone,
Booking spontaneous trips to Rome,

Whilst my third sister sits in the school foyer,
Heaving for breath,
Choking on a lollipop,
She bought with her last pence.

You don’t understand,
To me losing my faith,
Is like cutting off my right hand.

You don’t discriminate against,
Gender, race or inquisition,
But you judge me for my religion?

You take my words,
Then twist them with your ignorant tongue,
Like I am some sort of disease that rats have brung.

And condemn me to being an idiot,
Like you’re not a ******,
For refusing to accept my beliefs.

No matter how much you judge me,
No matter how strong you hate,
You will never stop me believing,

Because your opinion is weak compared to my faith.

She's got healing hands,
and a brain full of wisdom.
She will not conform to society's system.
Bohemian is her middle name,
and just like a fire she cannot be tamed.

A lioness she is when protecting her young,
and bullet wounds through your chest,
when they shoot from her tongue.

A Warrior is known.
who is kind and strong,
as she teaches us to do right,
and forgives us for our wrongs.

She sings hyms,
as bright as the sun,
and I am so very happy,
That she is my Mum.

Real friends are there when you're breaking,
Or to keep you steady when you're roller skating.

Well Adam says to Eve,
"You're made from one of my ribs".
She's says "Nah, Now you're telling fibs".