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It is the ordinary For me That so often Fills the memory This is how I tell it …… She didn’t give a **** The ice cream seller 19 years – quite pretty Sunday, New Brighton Parade : ) Hey! Wot U @ **** all Through the hatch I saw her Mobile in hand Sitting on a *** that would Get bigger – and better – with time U? At work Its crap Lol She barely bothered To look up from the phone Casual disregard, I found appealing To my ****** side U out last nite? Yeah ******* smashed Went home with that guy U know the one Two strawberry cones please And a vanilla Don’t do strawberry Just vanilla ***** mare !! PMSL I need to stop He’s using U Is there anywhere else? Yeah, try up Vale Park Just up there, round the corner It’s cheaper too U still there? Yeah, sorry, a customer Can’t be arsed today Haha, don’t blame U I left her there Back on her *** Leaning over the phone Hoping for no customers **** He just txt Wot do I do? Tell him to **** off We found Vale Park Saved three quid As with jealousy she cursed Her mate and the ice cream.
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
The Ice Cream Seller
It is the ordinary For me That so often Fills the memory This is how I tell it …… She didn’t give a **** The ice cream seller 19 years – quite pretty Sunday, New Brighton Parade : ) Hey! Wot U @ **** all Through the hatch I saw her Mobile in hand Sitting on a *** that would Get bigger – and better – with time U? At work Its crap Lol She barely bothered To look up from the phone Casual disregard, I found appealing To my ****** side U out last nite? Yeah ******* smashed Went home with that guy U know the one Two strawberry cones please And a vanilla Don’t do strawberry Just vanilla ***** mare !! PMSL I need to stop He’s using U Is there anywhere else? Yeah, try up Vale Park Just up there, round the corner It’s cheaper too U still there? Yeah, sorry, a customer Can’t be arsed today Haha, don’t blame U I left her there Back on her *** Leaning over the phone Hoping for no customers **** He just txt Wot do I do? Tell him to **** off We found Vale Park Saved three quid As with jealousy she cursed Her mate and the ice cream.
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
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