Circling Waiting Sniffing Preying In for the **** We all know one Nothing better to do Hated but sometimes loved Monstrous but also as peaceful as a dove
Attack Ripped You had been tipped Blood on the carpet yet to be cleaned Off they swim with teeth that now gleam Tails swagging as they have done their job Everyone looking as they are the top **** Nice as pie later on as they buy you a pint in the pub You take it as its them but would really rather snub
For they are the ones who love they're own bark A little fish who thinks they're as big as the Cutty Sark Looking up they love you to know they are on the lark As they are the ******* who ruins your day For they are what we all know in life as