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Amanda Dean

I was born in South Yorkshire and at the age of 20 moved to Spain where I worked as a singer. I then moved back to Scarborough in the Uk where I worked a Spanish lecturer and Vocal coach at Yorkshire Coast College as well as singing on the northern Club and Hotel circuit.
I then moved back to Spain where I have been working as deputy head teacher for 9 years as well as being an elected councillor for an independent political party of which I was a founder.

A Goblin in my Gin by Amanda Dean


When all was dark and unawares

A goblin crept in up the stairs

He tiptoed quiet as a mouse

And sent strange noises through the house

The sound of laughter echoed round

The mirth could not be seen nor found

Then suddenly a face appears

With bulging eyes and pointy ears

The goblin crept into my room

And threatened with a handled broom

He sniggers wickedly and says

鈥淕ive me a drink or here I stays鈥

The cheeky monkey then pops in

A bottle of Beefeater Gin

Mayhem quickly then pursues

He's only got my Gucci shoes!

He wiggles shamelessly his ass

Then heads for the Venetian glass

The one's my mother bought last year

(to celebrate divorce my dear)

The tyke then full of will to play

Picked up my Este茅 lauder spray

And squirted at my Burmese cat

鈥淚麓ll kill you now鈥 at him I spat

Then with a cheek he gave a grin

And grabbed my Belgian chocolate tin

He took one gorgeous little sweet

Then gave it to the dog to eat

The bloody nerve, 鈥淚麓ll have you mate鈥

I pinned him up against the grate

But sadly as he wriggled free

He kicked me sharply on the knee

He then heads underneath the bed

(The husband麓s gone as I just said)

He picks up my vibrating rabbit

And squeaks that it麓s a filthy habit

By now I麓m getting really cross

I麓ll show him who's the bloody boss

But in a second he is gone

And reappears in my red thong

Then on my peach silk bed he sat

I told him that he looked a pratt

He stuck one finger up at me

Took out his willy, had a pee !

But then he turned a shade of green

And on the wall began to lean

The Gin was dizzying his head

鈥淪erves you damn right鈥 to him I said

And then, Oh no, please God forbid

He麓s heading for the toilet lid

And as he staggers to the loo

He whispers 鈥渢oilet, I love you鈥

I have no choice and with a grin

I push the little bugger in

So goblin friends I hope you see

You really shouldn麓t mess with me


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