Rob the ***’s an ignorant man Ill educated Illiterate A chancer’s dripping pan
The day he fell in lust with a Roman Catholic ***** He entrapped her as his prisoner So men could not gaze at her no more
Within a month A life was spawned Up the aisle they did flee This is my friend Just the start Of the ???????? dynasty
Deserted by their families Cast out To breed alone Rob was dictatorial A king upon his throne
No longer would she work for Smedleys up the road Her life to now be governed by her husband’s crazy code
First came a boy “1” Followed by a girl “2” Followed by a girl “3” Followed by a girl “4” Followed by a girl “5” Followed by a boy “6” Followed by a boy “7”
Now “I” stand in this pecking order somewhere at the top The inheritance of madness Nobody can stop The boys were brainwashed daily Taunted with being gay Withdrawal kicked in very quick And with them it did stay The girls were ****** and ***** Irrespective of attire Educated so very young to Suppress all natural desires
After the birth of the firstborn Rob decided to no longer work His job was in the house now In shadows he would lurk Rules and regulations Beaten with a stick Quite an achievement really
FOR A MAN SO ******* THICK
Do you remember No1? How you practised with your fists Smashed his ******* head in Til he was shrouded in a mist He wore 4 jumpers every day Because you told him he was puny Are you proud of your inheritance? You raving ******* loony
Note: No1’s best friend turned out to be a ******* but that’s a whole new chapter
Do you remember No2? What happened when she was seven? I don’t know what’s wrong or right The truth lies in the vaults of heaven She cut a blackbird’s head off And danced with manic glee You created all of us One great big ****** up family Proud?
Note: No2 ended her marriage after falling in love with her 15 year old baby sitter
Do you remember No3? How you decided she was loose So she crawled inside a bottle of alcoholic juice Every day she went out thieving just to feed her habit Rob do you remember the day that you made her eat her rabbit? Could not put down roots So roamed from town to town Keeping her head above the sewer For fear that she might drown
Note: No3 is happy and leaves the past in the past where it belongs ... for now
Do you remember No4? That must have been some job for her to have been sectioned so many times When you stand before your maker Will you admit to all of your crimes? Or will you shrivel up? Try to pass the buck? Well … listen up here Rob You’re running out of ******* luck
Note: No4 is now living with another fellow loony and trying to normalise her existence
Do you remember No5 The girl now thinks that every man is a ******* Can you imagine anything that really is more vile? You turned the girl into a cunning compulsive liar Lost forever behind the shield of the constant surface fire Are you proud of all your children? Does your heart not swell with pride? Is this what you envisaged? On that day you took your bride
Note: No5 is on the lookout for a rich farmer to impregnate her so that she can live of off his money
Do you remember No6 Oh yes, of course, he lives on the same estate But he won’t give you the time of day Is it time yet to contemplate? He keeps his family separate Tries to keep them pure Antidote was easy Separation from you was this man’s cure Feeling any guilt yet? Shame for what you’ve done? Or do you still think that we are all ******* Each and every one
Note: No6 lives on happily with his family and has had no contact for 15 years ... for now
Do you remember No7 The 7th child of the 7th child Now where do I begin? Fed him sweets and biscuits Smirking with that evil grin Kicked him out the house all day Come the rain or shine No wonder that he ended up With a mind that’s much maligned Paranoid Delusional This man was surely worth a punt? But not by you Apparently You ****** up ******* ****
Note: No7 continues trying to slay the dragon and is more grounded due to the love of his son
So ******* Rob and **** your ways I will hate you til the end of days You had no right to **** up the lives Of your children Or your ***** of a wife And when you die When the time is right When Beelzebub has you in his sight That’s the point the cork will blow Time slows down and you will know Your wicked ways were not a given You will never ever be forgiven Into the bowels of hell you’ll burn To late for lessons to be learned
**ROT IN HELL YOU WICKED EVIL MAN ROT IN HELL YOU WICKED EVIL MAN ROT IN HELL YOU WICKED EVIL MAN
This poem has become deeply personal to me because as a consequence of penning this ..... my loving parents decided in their wisdom to divorce me and my brother Jack .... Oh ... how we laughed !!!