Hate Story
I
hate my brother, I hate him like no other,
For
years and years and years I've held that view;
And
I don't mind betting, that if you ever met him,
Then
you'd hate my brother too.
I
hate the neighbours, my malice never wavers,
And
my brother always says he shares my view;
And
I know that it's true, if you lived where we do,
Then
you'd hate the neighbours too.
I
hate Knapton, where terrible things happen,
And
I know that the neighbours share my view;
And
if you lived in Trunch, where we're such a friendly bunch,
Then
you'd hate Knapton too.
I
hate Norwich, they're all as pale as porridge.
And
I know my mates in Knapton share my view;
And
if you'd ever been there, and seen the sordid scene there,
Then
you'd hate Norwich too.
I
hate Suffolk, they're a real pain in the buttocks,
And
I know the whole of Norfolk shares my view;
If
you saw the disorder, that occurs over the border,
Then
you'd hate Suffolk too.
I
hate London, they're hard as carborundum,
And
all of us provincials share that view;
And
if you'd ever heard, the way they say their words,
Then
you'd hate London too.
I
hate the French, with loathing so intense,
And
everyone in England shares my view;
And
if you went abroad, you'd see nothing to applaud,
And
you would hate the French too.
I
hate Yanks, the lot of them are cranks,
And
all us Europeans share that view;
And
if you ever should, eat what they describe as food,
Then
you would hate Yanks too.
I
hate you, you're not like me,
But
I think I see a way that this could end;
The
world will live as one, when the Aliens come,
Then
we'll all be united hating them!
Copyright Chris Sugden, 2000.