no-one gets their jollies on the night shift
unless they’re sniffing boot polish
or drinking the windolene
there’s a lot of it about
some like to spank monkeys
while others drag the low end
trawling for the mantovani
but it’s sometimes hard to tell
cats from dogs in the virtual
and often a suspect package
is mistaken for exotic booty
in some sort of synthetic romance
only the lonely care to understand
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