Monday, 16 January 2012

The unbelievable pain,

The unbelievable pain,
We have to go through,
Before we flush the chain,
In a portable lue.

It’s crazy it’s said,
When it’s put on its side,
Which is no bed,
Or rollercoaster ride.

Especially when drunk,
After a good drink,
Which bloody well stunk,
Well that’s what I think.

Or did I have a poo,
That was slightly blue,
Well that could be true,
But it covered me too.

So what did occur,
When I shut that door,
In a world so blur,
Was I on its floor?

And if I was,
I want to know why,
For there’s no cause,
For a person to be fly.

So tell me please,
What happened my friend?
Was I drunk on my knees?
And twisted round the bend.
And if I was,
I want to know why,
For there’s no cause,
For a person to be fly.

By Dr Geebers