Nobody’s perfect
I dedicate this poem (and confession) to CaraThere's lots of things I love you for And many things I don’t You tell me that you’ll try to change I realise that you won’t I love your long brown shiny hair Each strand is oh so fine As I pull them out the shower drain I know that they’re not mine The shower fairy comes each day Wet towels hang on the door She cleans up all your footprints Where you pad across the floor And while were on the subject Our bedroom fl...