Gotta get down it’s FRIDAY.

I shall drink, what d’ya think?Shall I shrink back from the brink?Should I stop the strop, go to the shopAnd hear those bottles clink?Shall I sleep? Fall in a heap?I will leap to curtains peep,Outside is dark, I’ll leave my markBy fuck! I sound so cheap!What the fuck? I have no luck.It don’t half suckContinue reading “Gotta get down it’s FRIDAY.”