Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, what the **** do we have here?
Your designation is unknown, and it isn't all that clear!
Are you a Homosexual, or some kind of a Queer?
Maybe your a powder puff, who takes it up the rear?

I'm sorry Sam I'm not quite sure, what you are meant to be!
Are you a **** or a Tom cat, or combined he and she?
Things may change, but now you say, you are none binary
Just because there's fake options, which doesn't impress me.

You look like **** but that's okay, it clearly is your goal
And it is good that your outfit, looks like a toilet roll.
Do you stash a little Sam, or is there just a hole?
Or could you be a Nancy Boy, inside a Barbie Doll?

Why don't you wear a *****, you could join the local creche
It's better than that corset, because your pressing too much flesh
The bulging is not flattering, and it really does not mesh
Even Frank 'N Furter had panache, and his sausage is still fresh

The front is just disgusting, you simple have no class
You may think your being diverse, but really your just crass
Does being dull come natural, cos your like unpolished brass
What you say, well no one cares, so blow it out your ****

Your hardly inspirational, and your clothes look like a rag
A Wooly woofer comes to mind, so does a bent gay ***
Perhaps your just a fat guy, who is terrible in drag?
I don't think you are progressive, your more like a ******* lag

For ***** sake Sam it seems your cards, are missing from the deck
But it's said you were conceived, from a creature known as shrek?
Well, well, well if that's your source, then what do we expect
No wonder people look at you, and say "what the ******* heck".

Even ******* have some brains, it isn't all that tricky
But it's entirely possible, that your mother was Queen Vicky
Fairy cakes are the results, from monarch's and green dicky
Your nothing more than just a ****, and classed as a Doohicky

You'll never be a legend, and your hardly just a myth
Because your act is wooden, and your singing voice is stiff
I think I've found the answer, so I'll never plead the fifth
Since you are a mixture, your the legion of Sam Smith

Brother Jim we'll miss you, your the best we ever had
You was more than our big brother, When life started to turn bad
We lost our loving father, you were like a second dad
Now your gone there's emptiness, and I always will feel sad

Why do life clocks falter, Why does our time unwind?
It only causes upset, for the people left behind
You were very gentle, and you always were so kind
Our feelings are being tested, and our minds are misaligned

A pendulum that does not swing, A spring that has uncoiled
Rusted cogs that have now seized, will never be well oiled
The second hand's stop ticking, and a single chime is spoiled
You can't outrun life's passages, because time cannot be foiled

Chances are against us, and life is way too short
Time itself is by your side, until we all get caught
All of us are grateful, for your love and support
Because you took care of everyone, without a second thought

Rays of hope have left us, and everything seems grim
You are our dear departed, now the sunshine has turned dim
Each time you were needed, you would go out on a limb
There'll never be a greater man, than our loving brother Jim

I love you my dear sister, I don't want to say goodbye.
Why did you have to leave us, why do the good things die?
Your in my thoughts you'll always be, a glint in my minds eye
A single tear I can't contain, so I won't even try

Whenever I feel lonely, I will search for the brightest Star
I will feel you near me, and I'll know just where you are
Although you are no longer hear, you just won't seem so far
Open wounds will never heal, and always leave a scar

A wilting rose is beautiful, even with a fallen petal
Thorns may scratch a jaded heart, and never will it settle
Jagged edges peirce my soul, they sting just like a nettle
Life is far too fragile, when our health begins to fettle

Mum and Dad are waiting, to take you by the hand.
They'll beckon you to follow them, towards the promised land
I'll think of you in every place, between the sea and sand
But you will have to wait for me, I hope you understand

Tell them both I love them, and I'm sorry to be late
But I will still be with you, as you walk beyond the gate
You will need their guidance, as they know you should not wait
And we will cry the lonely tears, of everlasting fate

One sun has set forever, tears hidden in the rain.
I know one day I'll be with you, and sun's will rise again
Until such time I will endue, cries of my inner pain
We will reforge our broken links, and reconnect the chain

We're fighting for survival, in a battle we can't win
Our journey's end as closer, to the point where we begin
I'll find you at the crossroads, where the road is running thin
We'll join hands and you will know, I love you Sister Lynn

Do you get a "buzz" from "bingo", or do you need something more?
A "full house" can be a strain, and sometimes it's a bore
You dont want a "chicken basket", uncooked and almost raw
Send it back and clear the room, then lock up your front door

Excitement comes to a "full house", when the fat lady sings
It's tastier with fleshy thighs, that wobble like oiled springs
Her "chicken basket " I would grab, as well as other things?
You'll get a "buzz" from succulent *******, beneath her "bingo" wings

There was once a thriving colony,  of staff to clean your school
But that is all but over,  cos you've acted like a fool.
You know that "Duel Toe Urges" only make us lose our cool
If we "Let Sour Greed" take hold, then it's braking your own rule

"Our Geese ****" were cackling once, when we used to have a laugh
All that has been ruined now, with sections on the graph
Why "Steel Our Edge" why alienate and ridicule the staff?
The sad demise is obvious, with the workforce cut in half?

I'm only trying to pay my dues, by earning a few bob
But having a "Rude Leg To Use" is something I would lob
I'd rather chuck the "Sealed Rug Out"  if I am on the job
No one needs a " Used Leg Route",  if you act like a ****

You don't realise what the problem is, why don't you let things be
It's known "Ogle Deture Us ", if that's all that you can see
When it's a "True Log Used" you're completely off your tree
But since I am resigning, then it doesn't effect me

Birthdays come and swiftly go, which doesn't seem that fair
Regrets are often prominent, when none of us are there
Saddness is a factor, but that's something we all share
But nowerdays its nothing new, and unfortunately not rare

So try to have a better day, then ones that went before
Cos life gets so much harder, and emotions are too raw
Years are passing quickly, then there're lost forevermore
A birthday wish could easily mean, age is our biggest flaw!

Regardless of my mental state, I will send my thoughts your way
I often think about you, when my lifes in disarray
Your there at night when I'm alone, and when we used to play
Our childhood dreams were better than, another lost birthday

Age isn't kind to most of us, but Pete you know we care
When quality of life is lost, it doesn't seem that fair
It hurts to see you struggling, and it's more than we can bare
Especially with diminished souls, and the lives that we all share

We suffer from lifes cruelty, fate has a broken seal
Failing health that's far too frail, will fall away and peel
Maybe we are selfish, but as people that's the deal
And dignity is highly priced, when body's do not heal

Time isn't a great healer, it takes as it ticks on
Eventually you will all see, when everything is gone
Where darkness is, it used to be, the place where lightness shone
Life was so much better when, our stars were wished upon

I can't bare to see you suffering, life's one thing you can't cheat
We don't want to let you go, it would make us incomplete
Broken hearts they stay that way, it's something you can't beat
We love you dad you are the best, and loyal husband Pete