I was there during the holidays. I saw the whole thing. Uncle Patrick got fed upAnd let his opinions ring.It was quite the ruckus...between him and Irene.What I learned was plenty.Of noteUncle Patrick doesn't know a thing ..read more

I could lift all the bales of hayAnd stack them neat and cleanBut you'd still ask for moreBecause you're selfish and meanI could write letters to all my friendsCall all my family twiceYou'd still call me the mean oneJust to make yourself sound more niceI could make you dinnerAnd a cake on an extra special dayYou'd still complain the food was badAnd ask me to go away.There's no pleasing youNo making you cheerSo I'm over itI'm over you dearI've got good peopleNice peopleReady to be my friendSo good bye foreverI hope our separationWill never end ..read more