Guilty my lud
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Guilty my lud
watch less telly
play a stratocaster
bury the remains
ashes to ashes
funky to funky
stinky to stinkier
Botty to potty
flash in pan
Look out, floater!
going through-the motions
wind picking up
burp sneeze fart
scat filled tart
scum filled munter
discussed over elevenses
at 10am precisely
while vicar presents
stuffed crust nipples
and fish sauce
for delighted choirboys
Reg and Ronnie
shovel not spade
shite not shit
turdy girdy man
entertained the pope
gave granny a-grope
and farted loudly
having a misfire
It's a dud
a brown technical
Hole in-the wall gang
ram your thing-in
Safe from sheriff
and her deputy
a strip-search ensues
matron dons rubber-gloves
But cannot breathe
under water so
grabbed doctors tube
of Ralgex to-rub
her chilled chest
high beams on
tilted upwards to
red cherry lips
spitting out pips
servicing Jonny Appleseed
being john malnourished
juicy and pink
what's that stink?