ground, especially smeared all over
there face and there silly
arse or on their vehicles
that they just love to
park up when a ■■■■■■
approaches Muckaway in the layby
and wants some of his
sausage roll from his lunchbox
and a pint of his
diesel for her loading- shovel , nicked
out with the tracker and
hawkeye looking for the vicar
with a big long tail
and long ears hee haw
she went like a race
horse from Morecambe with a
fine shiny coat along with
a big vertical about a
pony that was so cool
except when the mare was