posted on Nov, 10 2013 @ 09:40 AM
I'm a mirror at Premier Inn.
I've seen plenty of secrets and sin.
I've seen vicars with guns
And gangstas with nuns.
But then mostly just pasty white skin.
Mondays drama did cause quite a stir
When the wife came and caught him and her.
So they beg for mercy
From the wailing banshee
As she threw around knives in a blur.
Tuesday saw two teen lads on the run,
That were trying out new kinds of fun.
They got covered in slime
As they had a great time,
And they both left with pains in the bum.
So the next day saw hooker and John.
As she met all his thrusting head on.
He regretted his poke,
In the morn when he woke
Coz his watch and his wallet were gone.
Thursdays guests: Rock and Roll wannabes,
Thinking windows and pools and TV's.
But the plan went kaput:
Tele fell on his foot.
So, they spent all night in A & E.
Friday night saw the local school prom.
Four young girls looking pretty and bon.
Their little quartet
Had a night of regret
With three of four leaving as moms.
Saturday saw a suicide tried
By a fellow that just sat and cried.
But he fell to the floor
In a really bad fall
Coz the knot at the top wasn't tied.
On the Sunday things shocked even I,
Coz a mirror just can't shut it's eyes.
A Satanist clan
With a dagger and lamb.
But the worst was when each ate a slice!
Oh I hope my tale will not offend,
Coz I'd really prefer we were friends!
It's a lonely life, see,
For reflectors like me.
To amuse you is all I intend.