Geezer in charge takes the Mick out of us all
He isn’t a bad fella
He just hangs around a meer car with a bald head to fall
You always have your characters
There is me, who writes “slash your wrist” poem stuff
And others who gossip about this and that
I rather make fun of them by mimicking there dental desires
Cakes in front? belly ready to tire.
People having a laugh
With you, who keeps quiet and observe
People saying “oh oh” or “yeah yeah”
Blimey it’s like a comedy drama for all of us to hear.
All said and done, work is work and play is play
Look to the heavens and say “god you have given me a right lot here!! ”
I wouldn’t think too much about it
Hardly any of the fellas have any hair,.. haha 😂
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