Exactly what the title says, LOL |
I have pooped a thousand times And every time it’s shit. I have washed and shrunk my clothes Until they do not fit. I have worn my shoes so much That now my shoes are worn. I have kept the jeans I ripped For fashion likes them torn. I stood on the beach last week; Responding with a wave. Got my keeper an account To help him learn to save. Gave the bank a load of leafs To decorate their branch. I do not believe in luck, But do believe in chance. I have wiped a thousand times And always used my hand. Played a massive bass guitar Within a miming band. Sent a letter in the post; Back to my own address. Put screws in my letter box To cause the postman stress. Fixed a shredder to the door To skip the middle man. And built my house back to front Dyslexics drew the plan. chased a man who had no legs Said, “you can’t run or hide.” Watched the police abuse the law Yet make sure we abide. Watched the television shows Where others live there life. Saw a new tool; cutting edge; It was an army knife. Took a bap in to the bog And called it toilet roll. Took a nap on Dartford bridge; It always takes its toll. Got a haircut yesterday It seems they cut the price. Cheeky girls now have a shop, But that made me think twice. I support memory loss, But don’t know why I do. And believe it is much worse When coping with man-flu. A blind man I saw knitting; Could never see the point. I like winding kettles up As they reach boiling-point. |