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Our Family

by Kathy McKay Sinclair
The family members listed in this poem are completely fictitious ... honestly! Any resemblance to any of my relations, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Ours is a nice Family, ours is.
We live in very nice houses.
Aunt Milly I noticed was getting scruffy one time.
I go to her sometimes, wouldn’t ask her to mine!

My cousin Alice. Always good for fun.
Have to ring first. She has men, I don’t mean just one.
She had Donald and Frank then Albert and Fred.
If I lived like she does, I’d very soon be dead.

I see our Mavis sometimes, she has too many kids.
Not all her own- She charges 2 hours 6 quids.
I went to her once, in a room she had seven.
I didn’t stay long; It’s not my idea of heaven.

My family is not working class, we don’t find work.
We make money at home, I tell you we don’t shirk.
The state pay us some, they could find us jobs.
We’re doing all right, you couldn’t call us slobs.

My house is clean, if you don’t look to closely.
There are cobwebs up high, look where I’m walking mostly.
I like our family, a very good lot we are.
I won’t see them much.- ‘cos I’ve just flogged me car.

© Kathy McKay Sinclair 2013
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