girl guides are too young

so buy your own beer

cos no one else will

the freebies ran out long

before their legend ever did

there's a song somewhere here?

everything in the worlds been

"In his hands" sang Lonnie (Lonny)

serenading his pet fleas while

they train for the circus

on their tiny little trapezes

made from matches and string

don't let any dogs in

they'll chew up the furniture

and hijack all the fleas

and fed them to the

starving masses standing outside the

burger bar waiting for scraps

and buckets of spent lard

sweated from overweight farangs, who.......

binge on burgers and beer

whilst bargals seduce them, happily.......

until there money runs out

and gals find another sucker.....

new and wet behind the

bicycle shed, with hairy palms

and even hairier saddle bag

beyond comparison with the one...

with saddle rash from sitting

on a bald horses back