Monday, May 12, 2008

A to Z of no longer doubt

Some good friends never go away

Even though they take the piss more often than not

And there's an irony in that they condescend, but it's always me who wants to be protective

Like in the Danish Invader, with bitterness on a D string, when I was so impressed that you did that, and all I could do was sentry up the aisles and glower at giggling twats who didn't see the thing I did

Too much to count, but there's those minor fuck ups in Manchester and Oxford, and how roles reversed and you looked after me

Equalled by me ensuring your bunch of cunts friends didn't fuck you up (came close, but I hit the shithead whilst you were passed out)

Anyway. You're my brother. So fuck off. Don't fuck off.

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