The Wanderers Return
- Tristan Walker
- Sep 3, 2017
- 1 min read
After a weekend of freedom the terrors are back,
Carrying the dirty old tent in a sack,
The cars full of trash, I can tell they've been fed,
Now I'm back to a house full and sharing my bed.

I come home from work thinking they'll be happy to see me,
But my boy is more interested in the damn tv,
He's watching some shit about a cat and a spoon,
I stand by the window waving like a buffoon!!
He doesn't acknowledge the fact that I'm there,
Instead at the screen he continues to stare,
My wife tells him to unlock the door,
But he just sits like his arse is glued to the floor!!
My girl was quite tired so she's already sleeping,
That's the problem with day shifts, If I see her it's fleeting.
She doesn't get up until after I go,
Will she stay up if I get home late.... No!!
In my job i rarely finish when I should,
Its the way that it is but it's not very good,
however, I don't think I could sleep best,
If I abandon a patient when pumping their chest.
So the tent stayed up but through the night it was cold,
To be fair, on camping I'm really not sold!!
Although my wife's a good sport, she happily took it,
I don't like the thought of my poo in a bucket.
It's my turn tomorrow to put them to bed,
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