Whingeing yuppie scum .'.
And so it is that time again
My stash has dwindled to a stem
There's nothing left but wood and shake
(not quite enough for me to bake)
I sit and sift through them
Alas we're at that awful time
Where once there was a glass of wine
But now there is a simple glass
(I won't be getting off me arse)
So soberly I pine
But I am rich with beans and rice
I have some cards, I have some dice
I have a pen and paper too
(How else could I be writing you?)
I'm fed and that is nice...
And though it is quite rude to mope
I'd really like a bag of dope
Or perhaps, fermented grapes
(Just anywhere I can escape)
It is an easy way to cope
It can prevent you losing hope
Just have a sip and have a toke
But here I sit now without any
See, it costs a pretty penny
And I am flippin' broke.
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Down to Twigs and Seeds - I tried to be clever, and post a comment then remove it, hoping you would get my Gmail address forwarded, but not the world.
Hey ho,
and let me know,
if you've got a PayPal -
or whatever.
Nicely done :)
I was just popping in here to delete it myself.
Actually, I've failed dismally in the paypal area, guess I should do that before losing access in the off chance anyone likes my music :)
I'll ring when Julie gets off the phone. There's a picture for you on my blog.
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