Monday, 19 December 2011

Ad a few babychamps







jus ad a few babyshams an tha

not sure ow I got meself up ere . . . blurrrrp! oopsies!!

I wen an wrote this hic, this poem for ya earlier, lemme see if hic, if I can member it all

'Chris mas chris mas everywhere
an not a drop to drink
chris mas chrismass ovatheyre
me telly's on the blink
jus carn wait for santa to trsvel down me chimney
doopy froopy ploopy ploo
gilmpy plinky dimney.'

it justs flows darlings, it just flows like a river of creative life force an like . . . . ang on a minute


Ahh thas better was startin too feel a bit sick up there. Wha was ah sayin again? Oh yeah, I'm really gerin good and writin this poetry an thinkin about ennerin some compotiton an stuff. I've got so much talen within me and tha . . .. and . . . god I love you y'know . . . you've always bin there fa mee an I'm so gratfull . . I'm like so . . . you've always li . . .oh way a minut . . .




mwaaaargrgff

mus ave been tha dodgy mince pie i ad earlier

laters barbie fans