we snort twenty pound notes up
through rolled up fifties
and laugh at those who get caught
and subsequently punished
for swindling the system
punished like jerks
whilst the chancellor makes me cum
with his hand
I get so bored sometimes.
Wednesday, 11 August 2010
Thursday, 5 August 2010
death story
BOY. An' then death hit 'er like a sledgehamma.
GIRL. How'd she die?
Boy. Got hit wi' a sledgehamma.
GIRL. How'd she die?
Boy. Got hit wi' a sledgehamma.
Monday, 2 August 2010
love story
Good night, says Gienevere turning her back, good night good knight. My knight after night, after knight after night, after knight after knight after knight after night.
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