He was gum, dumb and blue with nothing to do.
Spat up and spittened out, inside out without a doubt.
Why did you become a lawyer honey? You think you're in the money?
Stricken down when he found her but still above a Maccy D counter.
Glad I didn't do that, laze and graze, i'm working for all the food in the world,
So i'm told...
But darling, it's been 11 years, and no fears, but i'm thinking,
for all the wine we're drinking
Isn't there something so warm about coming home to a cold bed?
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
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