Bit prosaic mate.
No offence like.
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
Oh Proper Bo
You big fat ho
You live in Whitley Bay
And everyone knows, that's a bit gay
You walk around in pink high heels
'Take me up the bum' Proper Bo squeals
We all think you're a bit of wanker
That's probably why you fancy manker
That's your poem, you big fat git
As you see, about you, no one gives a shit
(sorry, t'was a quicky)
Last edited by Skweeky; 10-19-2006 at 11:20 PM.
Shouldn't you be out stealing from orphans or whatever it is you do?
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
That's terribly
Is that your way to show your gratitude?
FYI; Some old doctor called me very helpful and efficient today and insisted on telling the manager about it.
That's how nice I am
I could piss a better poem out my arse.
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
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