Single mother blues

poems and musings

Shoulda wrapped it

You shoulda just wrapped it. This story is as old as time Played out on every soap opera In every Wednesday night living room On every Monday morning chat show So you would think it no drama

On dating

On Dating Are you solvent? Not that I'm a gold-digger you understand But I can't afford To carry another's debts The price of nappies has gone up (You can thank Mr Cameron for that)