Rage against the teacup

On a day like today when I’ve nothing to say I’ll just sit with me pot of hot tea.
There’s no point in this really,
Although I have nearly
Worked out who is fucking with me.

It’s not so much hate that I tend to equate with the spunktrumpet kicking my head.
Just a strong attitude that this cunt’s being rude and that sometimes I wished they were dead.

Now Ill not pull me punches, I’m having me lunch and the food has gone down a right treat.
So muse as I do that I can’t kill this twat, I’ll sit pleasantly here in me seat.

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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