Saturday, 3 September 2011

My brand new poem.

I`m a plasterer,
yeah,i plaster.
I can stick ceilings on the roof.
Stick bricks together.
Stick fuckin wood on ya fuckin mooey.
I can spin round in circles,
fuckin bang my head on the stairs.
Yeah,fuck off,go screw yer wife.
Lucky bastard.

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