Good Neighbours
Can I borrow a tool he asks?
As he looks around my shed,
I’ll bring it back tomorrow,
Providing I’m not dead.
Yesterday he borrowed it,
And today is almost tomorrow,
He’ll bring it back I know he will,
I’m sure he said just borrow.
Here he comes he’s got my tool,
Its only three days late,
But I could never yell at him,
Cos’ he just called me his mate.
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“Good Neighbours”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg
- Published:
- January 4th, 2004
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- Comedic
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