Mr Sweet
To be disguised as mr sweet
To be kicked in the ass by a homeless man
I’m cold if you’re cold
I’m mean if you’re mean
You were good you were clean
Huh!
Oh perfect partner
Your perpetual feet will eventually get cold
Your symmetrical feet will eventually get old
Am I being mean?
Or simply resentful
Propane or butane
Hy pox I a
Asystole flatline
The Manboo is fine for a while
I love you like the little bird
That picks up crumbs around the door
The night was dark, no father was there
Oh I love you little bird
To be disguised as mr sweet
To be kicked in the ass by a homeless man
I’m cold if you’re cold
I’m mean if you’re mean
You were good you were clean
Thoughts on isolation
Dignify yourself
The snake man
Don’t stare at me
Behind every woman
There’s a bunch of wankers
Don’t push me