to having fun on the
heading down the main street
with slick back hair and
hiya,
handbag and nine inch heels
thanks harry, long retired.
but bald soles on the
hiya,
shoes to match the ■■■■■■
thanks harry, long retired.
with no tax and a fat
lip from being smacked in
Paddy’s bar at 2am on
sunday night when a cat
on the stage started stripping
and screetching like a tabby
on heat with a tom
cats briar willie doing the
impression of a scaffolding pole
freshly stolen from the site
along with the mixer and
some pink frilly knickers tied
to the bowl on the
side of an old caravan