Never enough

I’m predisposed to thumb my nose at wankers, cunts and twats.
So I seem to contemplate each day, ‘What makes me think like that?”

I see the pikey fuckstain kids with glossy tracksuits donned.
Then start to wonder what’s inside? Their minds completely gone.

As I grow old I find distain with every cunt I meet,
I close my eyes and wished that I had sand beneath my feet.

A cloud white beach to stroll away these thoughts of death and pain,
But all at once I’m dragged right back to stare at cunts again.

Published by dec247h

Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!

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