Monday, December 04, 2006

Ron that steak sandwich

the view from the capsule is rubbish
all icy platitudes
who would have thought richard branson would stoop to this?
blah blah blah
atom bomb
blah blah blah
tomato pasting
blah blah blah
reconstituted white people
blah blah blah
neutron equals engery with the railway brakes on
how do i know this?
bog off
tasteless, classless and coalescent
for only 20 knicker plus VAT
that bloke that made a difference
only gave away the secret to the ultimate in mass extermination
good intentions are not only overrated
you can't forget the t-boner
in between skating and bleaching
there wasn't much space
what was there was filled with lemon and lime
oh good
whistling
that crap kind that is only done between filthy digits
the one that rattles around in your head
he's having a shit time of it
she's having a shocker
and then there are the ones all beaten up with a hammer
congealed your fancy?
fucking this
fuckign that
piece of shit 1 says to piece of shit 2;
you piece of shit
piece of shit 2 says,
fucken fuck
only slightly more degrading than seeing your arse on the internet with i love big grey barry tattooed on it
another wasted flower of youth
purple and perfectly round
with a bit of yellow in the middle
zooming off there into nowhere
good thing it wasnt free
human conscience and all that biz nuge
pan backwards and catch the lucky folk getting on with the fire
meatballs on sticks
cliche bashed out and around the block... again
the label closed down
arse

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