I Hate the Clotted Creams
I fear the worst…
And hate the best
They’ve made it crystal clear
On the backs of our sinking boat
Perched high
On our expectations
They scooped the cream
I fear the worst
And hate the rest
Who didn’t wait for their hip replacement
But slide over the que
Lay in a cushion bed
All silky and clean
Giorgio Armani
The latest I phone
Supreme …
I love the rest ..
Who put themselves before others
And hate the clotted creams
That skim of our backs