Just For You Poetry

I´m knocking down the kitchen
It´s coming down today,
I´ve disconnected the electrics
I thought it best to start that way.

I´ve rerouted all the water pipes
taken out the window frame,
I´m full of cuts and bruises
head to toe I´m racked with pain.

I´ve removed all screws and fittings
I´m sure there be no probs,
the roof comes off tomorrow
but me thinks this is a two man job.

I need to raise the floors two feet
so all the bricks I´ll use as rubble,
as long as I stay fit and healthy
I´m sure I´ll have no trouble.

If I was in my early twenties
young and fit and really keen,
this job would be a piece of cake
and not the pain in the bum it´s been.

It really hurts when we get older
to know these days we cannot do
the things we did as youngsters
when stamina was three for two.

When I´ve knocked down the kitchen
there´s still a lot I´ve got to do,
like knocking down the spare room
the bathroom and the loo.

The builders come in six weeks time
to start rebuilding all as new,
I´ve got to concrete all the floors
ready for Antonio and his crew.

It´s not easy working on your own
doing work that´s meant for two,
especially when one´s knocking on
and knocking off's the thing to do.