You cannot have that promised subscription,
because daddy needs to buy his prescription.
Life is hard and I can't face another day,
without some morphine and chardonnay.
I need these things to kill the pain,
your constant demands are a terrible strain.
Don't bother me now about money or chess.
Your mother already gives me enough stress.
When she's shouting and bending my ears,
I need to escape and have a few beers.
When are you going to understand?
We don't get paid much in this land.
I'll have to look for a better life.
With more money that pleases your mother my wife.
And when I finally win the state lottery,
then we'll see about all that money for rhp.
Originally posted by johnnylongwoodyGreat poem although I have proved you wrong!
You cannot have that promised subscription,
because daddy needs to buy his prescription.
Life is hard and I can't face another day,
without some morphine and chardonnay.
I need these things to kill the pain,
your constant demands are a terrible strain.
Don't bother me now about money or chess.
Your mother already gives me enough stress.
W ...[text shortened]... .
And when I finally win the state lottery,
then we'll see about all that money for rhp.