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