Whether they may win or lose
Or whether they think
its right
Our soldiers don’t get
to choose
Which wars that they
fight
Whether they may win or lose
Or whether they think
its right
Our soldiers don’t get
to choose
Which wars that they
fight
It was at Southwaite services
Where I stopped though
in a rush
And experienced for
the first time
The disconcerting
autoflush
I’m sure it’s quite an
innovation
But it doesn’t work
for me
When auto flush
sprinkled my
Undercarriage Mid
delivery
My dad wasn’t a very good pirate
I would go so far as
to say he stank
We couldn’t even
afford a dog
So, he made me walk
the plank
My sons ADHD medicine
Is in liquid form
And comes in a bottle
As would be the norm
But beneath the label
Is written
“Concentrate”
Well, if he could
That would be great
I used to enjoy dipping,
A Ginger Nut in hot
tea
But that’s now
considered
Bullying apparently
"Oranges and Lemons"
Say the Bells of St. Clements
“Shut the fuck up”
Are you wearing combinations?
I must say with total
resignation
It’s not the sexiest
underwear
For you to be wearing
under there