dodgy beer chang that has

flavours of a tramps sock

but nevertheless a pleasure to

fuel the regular wife beating

maniacs loitering outside my house

intent on using the bathroom

for selling and using wakkybakky

till the early dawn light

chases away the shadowy figures

who move around the moving

record but cannot but stick

to the same old lies

and flies, fleas & ticks

that lay between the dusty

feathers of puke covered eiderdown

on the ancient four poster

of the five word sfory

or even 'story' if used

for the most trivial things

you could ask for on

a fast moving night train

where all the guards wore

gaily coloured stockings and garters

anxiously awaiting the next stop

New Zealands gift to trannies.......

Bit of licence used here....LOL

Edited April 2, 200917 yr by Zpete

the antipodean Queen of drama

enchants using mystical dark secrets

passed from generations long forgotten

from the Australian desert queens

drinking copious amounts of VB