Be careful when you walk out of your front door, of a morning
with that brilliant, dazzling smile upon your beautiful chops
and that childlike twinkle in your winking eye.
My God, you are just asking for trouble
and serves you damned well right when it comes along.
You can’t just walk about the place like you own it,
upsetting people with your whistling good humour
and spring in your happy step, you’re just taking the piss.
How dare you rub their faces in your sense of well-being,
reminding them just how pathetic, miserable, bitter, mean
and twisted they have let their rotten Souls become.
The very cheek of you is disgusting and astounding,
there should be a Law against it, they should bring back
hanging or maybe the stocks in the Town’s Centre even.
Christ, the crowd would be massive, you’d not find one
friendly face amongst them and you’d know all of them.
They’d be pelting bricks not cabbages, and you’d deserve it,
you’d soon have ‘a care in the world’ then, you Annoying Cunt!
Written by Paul Tristram
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