I'm sitting here like a lemon,
For a delivery between 12 and 7.
I'm cheesed off, been messed around,
Even had a tip ready of five pound.
My time is precious and slips away,
For I'm in work the very next day.
No telephone call and no door-bell,
Now time enough to give them hell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted sublime stanza..........10+++++
Thank you good Bernard for your most kind and welcome comment sir. And well done and again my congratulations on your great poem, chosen as Member Poem of the Day. Stay well Bernard and take care sir.