Bloody Germans!
George Floyd,
And the Massive Lips.
Shortly after,
Shirley gave Bertram,
The old heave-ho,
Then fingered herself,
With a Wispa Gold.
Bacon;
Hash brown;
Cheese;
Mushrooms;
Tomato.
That’s what my ideal,
Breakfast barm would,
Have on it.
Welcome to my crack den!
The used needles,
Are in the far corner.
Crack on.
Ha!—Get it?
I do wish that,
People would stop,
Walking about behind me.
They might see,
What I’m writing,
And have me committed!
Noncey incestuous buggery!
