Poem -

Ffs

A little ditty for all to readΒ 
wont make sense to be agreed
Never stopping for one minute
Now Me dinner I've got to bin it.
do this do that mel come here
Oh he wants another beer, never
Mind me I was on the bog butΒ 
Got disturbed by your big gob
So yet again here's my hissy fit
I can't even do a sh**t.
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