Ee by gum stick your finger up your bum.
I'm going for a walk, to clear me head and to wobble me fat arse until it is shed...
by god, I'd rather be dead, than red, no I'd rather be fed. Or wed?
Or in bed? with Fred. Speaking of fingers up your...
Wish me luck, as I head out into the yed... onder. What a head. Spliff in my gob
By promised good health, I am led.
Do you believe the bullshit you are fed?
There is a thread, they said that will put you into bed, with a sore head.
That is why I walk instead.
What I said.
Earphones in my ears.
Off I sped.
Cough, cough,
I'm ready, nicely de-stress-ed.
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