Over © Tony Fallon 031018

Over © Tony Fallon 031018

The more I think about you the more I like my dog

The more I think about you, you were a demagogue

On the train last Saturday from Dublin up to Louth

You talked incessantly you never shut your mouth

Why don’t I do this why don’t I do that or thother

You do more nitpicking that a fifty year old mother

I get forty questions if I go drinking with the blokes

Every time I light up it’s when am I quitting the smokes

When ever I go out to practice with the hurling team

If I should be five minutes late all you do is scream

When we do go out you stick to me like adhesive tape

Or cling to me like a scared cat would to a bedroom drape

If the waitress should be pretty I have to beware

If she should smile you’ll say we are having an affair

But it’s ok for you to smile and flirt with all the other fellas

And If I should act uncomfortable I’m accused of being jealous

We have been a pair for a year we should be starting to thrive

But you act like a teenager and you are nearly twenty five

All your clothes and shoes go on my master card or amex

You keep all your wages and you want half all my checks

You say that’s to pay the utilities all the food and rent

I’m not happy with this set up but you seem quite content

When I come home I want to watch the news in my recliner

But you complain about your sad day you really are a whiner

When we were going out you did everything to attract

You were a completely different person or was that just an act

We’ve talked about you attitude and its worse by the week

Maybe you can’t help it you’ve inherited this mean streak

I don’t know why we teamed up or what was the allure?

But I’m glad that it is over you are far too immature.