Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:23 pm |
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I am wrapped in a scarf, be-gloved and still cold.
When a scary young lady wobbles, high heeled, by.
Her skirt, her thighs and bare midriff show
Some things about her,
that she'd like us to know.
"Fuck off you tossers!"
she screams as she creases
over, then full bore pukes
filling my shoes
Her vomit first steams (ouch!)
then it freezes right over.
She can’t feel a thing!
She's totally boozed.
Up with the morning
my robin tucks in.
He's really been starving.
This is a bonus for him.
If I could I would -
I would stop him right now!
I’d offer a worm, a red berry, a slug
perhaps I would give him a juicy fat grub.
But there's none to be had in this big freeze we're having
so puke will be fine and we'll certainly not be fussing!
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