Pillock!—Maths Is Sweaty

WATSON!
Rub it,
All over my chesticles.

Funny money,
Filtered down,
From the clown.
My shit is runny;
Down my leg,
With a load of smeg.

Frank Binmore,
Left Nippleswick,
For a new life,
In Kinshasa.
Got murdered within a day,
Coz he iz white, innit?

Bloody Germans!

Touch the arse.
Touch the arse.
Timbuktu dreaming,
And Pants von Skøldingmark.

“Diphtheria!”
Alison muttered,
Accusatorially.
Nobody listened,
Because she has,
Downs Syndrome.