Trumpets, Burglars & Puddles
Sometimes I wish I didn't feel
I wish my heart was made of stone
That I was immune to all this shit
Of being on my own
My world is full of Cockwombles
Fuckwits & Spunk Trumpets
Turd Burglars & Cunt Puddles
Wank Stains & Fuck Nuggets!
And those are just the few
That I've had the joy of meeting
I'd like to dare the rest to meet
Somewhere - however fleeting
Stand up and be counted
You liars, cheats and cads
You wazzocks & jebends
I'll grab you by the gonads
Because I've simply had enough
Of being treated like a tool
Of believing all the shit you spout
Like some poor pathetic fool
I cannot shake the feeling
That the stupidity I feel
Is down to the betrayal
Of all the lies that they conceal
So I'm giving up compassion
To empathy goodbye
And to trusting blindly what I'm told
Farewell & Fuckety Bye!
Vicki Ayers
Sun 10th Jan 2016 23:03
Thank you D! I like yours xx