There was once man
who lived on number 8
in a block of flats
He cussed and swore
and he had a
great big snore
He grunted and
he moaned
and he lived on his own
He was in the army they said
never liked a loud bang or clap
reminded him of a gun PAP!!!
My dad saw him on the weekend,
drunk and worn out
we longed for the day he would leave and go out
He was mad; sad; bad
but one thing was for sure
He was never glad
