I don't like the plaque you hung on the gate,
it makes the house look rough,
especially when it says Dos Off!
I don't like the way you crease the newspaper,
and the jam prints on the bannister,
The way you ripple the carpet on the stair,
just when I'm about to walk up there!
I don't like the way you answer the phone,
It could do with a little tweaking,
Especially when you answer saying,
Battersby dog's home Jack Russel speaking!
I don't like the way you steal all the cover's,
and take up most of the bed,
Or when your dreaming your fighting,
and you hit me in the head!
I don't like when you leave your bath water,
and I have to stick my hand in to pull out the plug,
Or the fact you leave messages on the steamed up mirror
just to wind me up!
Or when I know it's always you who's in there because you leave your wet footprints leading out!
What I hate the most is,
What I truly cannot bare.
Is if you wern't here to do those things,
even when they wind me up,
is when I'de truly care.
