I’m 18 and stuck in the middle with pooh

I don’t shit, I still do poopoos

I want to be skinny; 28, not 32

But still eat nan’s food

Bangers and mash

Think I’m flash

Donning loafer’d docs.

Martins party, I’m the smartie:

Impressing by expressing philosophies when really it’s just sophistry

Cos I say, “swig, let’s” like piglets, 3 for 2 booze.

213, the night ends,

High street bends

The bus sifts through,

The mind drifts, true:

Oh fuck me, I love Winnie the Pooh


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