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There's A Workie In My House

from The Man Who Loved Beer by Kevin P. Gilday

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There's a workie in my house
He's fixing the boiler
Or something
I'm not too sure
But he wears overalls and boots
Just like my da

There's a workie in my house
And I should probably offer him tea
But that seems offensive
When did we decide
That all workies liked tea

There's a workie in my house
And I'm watching him work
In silence
It got really weird
Over a minute ago

There's a workie in my house
He's about my age
So he should really know the score
Follow the rules mate
Ask me if I saw the game

If I saw the game last night
Where that team were shite
and the manager will soon be on his way
They spent millions on that guy
And all he does is fucking dive
At least then I'd have something to say

There's a workie in my house
And I wonder if he judges
Wallpaper and furniture
Probably not
He'll have seen worse than mine

There's a workie in my house
And I'm trying to play it cool
Though I admire his skill
And his craft
And his rationality

There's a workie in my house
And he knows all about it
Pipes and stuff
But all I can do is write
Bad poetry

There's a workie in my house
And I really shouldn't feel
This level of angst
Existential or otherwise
Because he does something useful
Just like my da

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from The Man Who Loved Beer, released June 21, 2015

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Kevin P. Gilday is an award-winning writer and spoken word artist from Glasgow, Scotland.

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