Haters!
STOP the hate!
Haters! Haters!
Are ya all waiters?
Waiting on God,
To bake ya taters?
Or is it chips?
Ya well, it slips!
Donât ya despise?
Anywayâ
Howâs it all going?
The not knowing?
Haters! Haters!
Nothing but waiters!
Waiting for loveâ
Itâs there above!
Ya buried itâ
In yer apples and pears!
All ya bleedinâ haters!
Ding! Ding!
Can ya hear the?
Bling! Bling!
Or is it the?
Ring! Ring!
Anywayâ
Howâs it all going?
The not knowing?
Stop hating! Itâs grating!
Instead, opt for soul hackingâ
Do some creating!
Swap the hating!
Itâs too deflating.
Hot tatersâ chipsâ
This food ainât relating...
Are ya dating?
Mating?
Stop the hate!
Before itâs too lateâ
For ya!
Fancy a brew?
"This poem is one that came out of nowhere and half way up a VERY steep hill whilst walking my dog! Not sure where it came from or whyâ but aren't those the best poems!? I wonder where the Cockney Rhyming slang angle came from??? As for the video, I tried a new technique and new creator stuff, not sure it worked but it was fun!"
