emilalves

i am winning.
the bird has escaped the cage.
it flew away and the cage is empty.

 

 

theres a DOG with no Leech at my Door saying all kinds of mad things. 
- no more fairy cakes, your fat bagga has had enough for one day.
- bring me the latest news platoona. i shall have a shait and spit on the flowers for a while.
- giggle on the street mait giggle on the street, have a drink or something bagga, you look pale.
- you know what they say old bagga, dig a hole before you throw a rock.
- ill laugh in my sleep before you tuch me. ill smell the flower at my door step.
   smell you out. 

 

 

 

oh yeah.

 

and

FACK OFF    Weevil