My Boss You’re my manager, short and stout, You’re a grumpy old cow, who tends to shout. You wear a fake smile, and you call me babe, I want to hit you, and dig you a grave! You stink of fags, you’re a horrid hag, You stink, you moan, you shout and nag. Your crap at your job, I wish you’d leave, As the smell of you, really makes me heave. Name you, shame you, I think I must, You’re a shitty little woman, with a very big bust. Your name is Clair, your short with dark hair, To work with, by god you’re a night mare. If we cross you, we better watch out, As you will get mad, and as usual start to shout. I’ve reported you now, so I’ll watch this space, I’ll love to see the look, on your stupid face.

The Break Up I feel so lonely, so cold in side I'll just go and hide. I don't feel anger and am no longer mad. I have no one to blame but my dad. All we now do is fight, nothing ever feels right. We’re both be in the dark, And we can’t see the light. Am I wanted here, or should I just disappear? I'll move out of your flat, I'll take away all my tat. There’ll be no hand shake, or a good bye pat on the back. As I pass by you in work, you think “oh what a jerk” I'll be sure to leave you alone, I'll not even bother to phone. In time our lives will start to heel, We’ll wonder if what we had was for real. The memories will fade, But not the mistakes we made. I'll forever remember, We gave it our all. We fought a good battle, But you can't win them all. Never to return, To the flat that we share, So good bye my dear, And do take care.

The Fighter Ace Over sky’s so clear and blue, I fly my fighter, as I hunt for you. You bomb my home, land and town. Above clouds as clear as snow, my emotions I do not show, We take to the skies, come wind, rain and snow. You fight for a ruler, who wants more and more, But its queen and country, I fight for. Your plain you fly, with such skill and grace, As you’re a fighter pilot, a true German ace. It’s you I seek, I’m full of fright, I fear you to be, my final fight. You hunt me, you seek me, you snuff me out, Over these choppy seas, we’ll fight it out. You aim, you fire, you miss and shout, For ammunition, you just ran out. I fire at you, and shoot you down, I start laughing, like a stupid clown. I was very scared, and feared for my #life, I thought I was doomed, so thought of my wife. I turn my tail, and head back to base, Now I’ll show them, that I’m no disgrace. I return with many kills, I’m the talk of the base, As I’m “Dogs Body” the British fighter ace.

Always Remember I was called up for war, to go off and fight, NO! NO! don’t choose me, I’m so full of fright. I arrive at the base and am shocked to see, So many young men, just like me. We get on the plain and take our seats, We were on our way, to an awful defeat. My hands were trembling, and I shed a tear, As I could not shake off, this awful fear. I was dreading the end, of this enduring flight, As I was heading, for an unwanted fight. I had to look, for courage within, As my Country and comrades, so wanted to win. Many months I fought in war, with a will to win, I’ll never forget, where I’d once been. I battled and battled, right until the end, With the greatest of solider, and the truest of friends. The fight was over, for we have won, I’m heading home, to my dear old mum. We’re back at the base, and I’m nearly home, Thank God we’re out of, that awful war zone. I arrive at my house, I knock at the door, My mother answers, her chin hits the floor. She’s so happy to see, what she’s sure is her son, But what on earth, has this awful war done? As I rest in my bed, I start to weep, I try in vain, to get some sleep. My thoughts and dreams, are filled with sorrow, For the friends I lost, won’t see tomorrow. I was awarded these medals, and pronounced as brave, But that’s not me, that’s those in the grave. We honour the fallen, again and agin, For they died in battle, and not in vain.