No-one really mentioned patience Before you came along It wasn’t top 3 of people’s top tips They seemed to miss out that one. Why oh why I wonder When patience is what I’m always after Patience not just from anyone But patience from a f***ing Saint. Brushing teeth is fatal A place where my patience dies Getting you dressed is also a time When patience finds a place to hide. Putting footwear on for some reason is tricky I look for patience but it’s gone These are the times in the day, everyday When it’s tricky me being the only one. When I’m tired or hungry or just a bit low When my patience is depleted It’s got nothing to show That’s when I need a Saint to show With a seed of patience I can plant and grow. When you’re finally in bed At the end of a long day I say I Love You and shut the door Patience has long since drifted away. I take a breath in and I breathe out slowly I tumble down the stairs And say to no-one Please give me the patience of a f***ing Saint.
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