POOR MOTHER
Poor mum she never rests. Clin, clin, clin she cleans the house. Bras, bras, bras she washes the clothes. Tick, tick, tick 3 O’clock, tim...
Poor mum she never rests. Clin, clin, clin she cleans the house. Bras, bras, bras she washes the clothes. Tick, tick, tick 3 O’clock, time to prepare food for clever husband He’s home soon. A week and 4 days have passed. What day is today? Dad questions himself without any noise. Oh, It’s Friday. . . Pay day, pay day. Afternoon comes. Dad gets a yellow paper with a sign of pigs head. Right to the bar, one bottle, one more, one more, Nogat moni nau Getting darker no sign of dad’s face. Mother and her children go to bed without something in their stomach. PENNIE NATINA
WHERE TO FIND DADDY
There he goes, walking up and down like a mad dog, because his pocket is full. Where do you think he is going? He is visiting his beloved friends the bar and his darling the beer. While the children are crying because they are hungry. What wiH they do? Nothing! They’ll just sit there and cry till daddy comes bouncing back, making all sorts of noises and faces at the family and beats the mother and the children because he is going to miss his darling until next fortnight comes. He is fond of it because it gives him that horrible smell which makes him feel better. ALBINA TAIAVA