Waking up, finding a way,
To avoid too much food,
Bloated on Boxing Day,
I'm not trying to be rude.
Watching all the car passes,
Protein shake in my bag,
Thick fog and no glasses,
So my eyesight is pretty bad.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments3
That you in disguise there? That fat beardy bloke. lol.
Haha possibly.
i imagine a lot of people, have had the same problem, enjoyed the read
Thanks pal, it was hard haha!
You are very welcome
Great write
Cheers pal.
You're welcome
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