In a world full of wankers
It's sometimes hard to find,the one's that arn't blind,
The one's that are wankers are easy to find.
Show me a face i'll tell you if there a wanker,
Or just enjoy pulling the old planker
Casting out the anchor on a boat with no pilot
A life with rot, education forgot
The one's that don't get shot
But should of had mishap at the cot
In a world full of wankers it's sometimes hard to find
The one's that arn't blind.
So let's have a look at you
Maybe your one of two
Stuck like glue
Someone to loveyou, hug you, piss on you, shit on you
I'm glad your two
Noone else to suffer you
In a world full of wankers
I hope one day to find
The one's that arn't blind
- Author: s.steedman ( Offline)
- Published: November 23rd, 2015 18:43
- Comment from author about the poem: Dark hour vent
- Category: Love
- Views: 125
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