Pissing in the wind
Pissing in the wind some days,
just pissing in the wind
today's a fuckin right off man,
just pissing in the wind
Are you bouquet today?
No, I'm fucking weeds.
Forget your sliming rhyming words
There's no fucking answers here
I'm just pissing in the wind
posted by Gerry Bunt at 11:17 PM
8 Comments:
"Ooooh, hark at her!"
"Your Subjects are utterly wevolting King Charles. Wancour, Sir - wancour, I say!"
Well said, good Colin, "not trying to rope you into a false sense of belonging or intimacy by my positive comments". "not looking for sympathy, rescue or even my memory so that I can harp on about the bad choices I made in life".
Just 'Good' Colin.
ken
I like that Dave the dan man of many coats. :-)
And a secret handshake - which could be difficult LOL
Oopps I'm not Colin. Is this what happens when you become part of a secret gang - you forget who you are?
Damn. Not only have I become Colin, I've had a sex change. Bugger !!!!!!!
So when Dave the Dan Man of many coats are you going to post something on your blog. I keep getting that the URL doesn't exist.
I never waited Dave the Dan &c. I had nothing to say, and I said it...
this is truly a great piece of work Colin. Your poetry that is.
ken
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