deepundergroundpoetry.com
C'Mon, Give It Up...
I've sure given up on giving stuff up
like all my goodies I'm supposed to quit
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
And I'll grow old and fat, stewed in my cups,
because giving up things can be the pits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up...
Like scoffing chocs, dribbling beer as I sup,
or hoarding tat as if I've sticky mits
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
Or ranting at the neighbour's cheeky pups,
cos they, like, forever get on my tits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up,
Like the dog-track where I always get whupped
teeth gnashing my winning ticket to bits,
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed
I've quit smoking and for that I'm well chuffed
And I'm certainly not giving up, it,
But I've sure given up on giving up
So New Years Resolutions can, just get stuffed!
like all my goodies I'm supposed to quit
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
And I'll grow old and fat, stewed in my cups,
because giving up things can be the pits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up...
Like scoffing chocs, dribbling beer as I sup,
or hoarding tat as if I've sticky mits
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
Or ranting at the neighbour's cheeky pups,
cos they, like, forever get on my tits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up,
Like the dog-track where I always get whupped
teeth gnashing my winning ticket to bits,
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed
I've quit smoking and for that I'm well chuffed
And I'm certainly not giving up, it,
But I've sure given up on giving up
So New Years Resolutions can, just get stuffed!
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 85
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.