Jo Mac
Grab the kettle, Fill it right up, Wack on the hob, And turn the heat up, Shout out to all, 'One sugar or two?!' Grab the milk, Then grab a spoon, Sugar, sugar.
So there's these two chefs, Called Tony and Nick, Who I work with on Saturdays And they're both a pair of dicks. I'll take in an order, And Tony swears at me.
A wasp. A wasp. A bloody wasp has flown into my house. It flings itself against the windows trying to get out.
Sometimes I laugh so hard I feel like I've done 52,971 sit ups..
One day I kicked a pigeon up it's tiny bum,. I don't know why I did it but it was really rather fun,. It spread it's feathered wings to take off with grace,.
Sat in an ordered room, The clock reading ten to noon, I tap my pencil impatiently, Observing the paper before me.
I wake up in the morning, And stretch with all my might, My mind is quite alive From my rather fearful night.