She's talking of millions and the rest of us are sat listening,
stories we hear when here on the tube,
her jeans are torn and her fingernails *****
but didn't she get shirty when I gave her that look and that look's the look that says
I don't believe you,
But it's none of my business what her business is and nothing to do with me.
A wee chap with a kilt on and I neatly tilt on
my axis,
something I didn't want to see.
It's a bit to familiar or similar to a journey I took late last week.
Homeward bound and this hound dog purrs
the wee chappie swears at someone
a bit like last week so I won't harp on it
Just
continue to look sharp and sit
minding my own.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC
She's talking of millions and the rest of us are sat listening,
stories we hear when here on the tube,
her jeans are torn and her fingernails *****
but didn't she get shirty when I gave her that look and that look's the look that says
I don't believe you,
But it's none of my business what her business is and nothing to do with me.
A wee chap with a kilt on and I neatly tilt on
my axis,
something I didn't want to see.
It's a bit to familiar or similar to a journey I took late last week.
Homeward bound and this hound dog purrs
the wee chappie swears at someone
a bit like last week so I won't harp on it
Just
continue to look sharp and sit
minding my own.
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