Its not every day that someone writes you poetry so when it happened to us we thought that we would celebrate it!
Imagine this to the tune of "Crush" by Jennifer Paige
It’s just a little teak, a twist and a turn
It’ s just a little scream as I feel the burn.
It’s just a little push, a pull, a whack!
A howl, “ don’t think you dare think I’m coming back.”
It’s just a little dig of fingers to bone
It’s just a little neck wrench
I won’t make it home.
It’s just a little rest, stagger on for a day
But what’s happened now ?
OH! All my pain’s GONE away!
I’ll pick a good time to come once more if I may.
Kathy Hoult
