VERY USELESS BLOODY SHOP

I went to the bloody shop.
I got out my flipping dosh;
It's funny how it does that,
Sometimes it also plays squash.

I saw a flaming shop girl,
So I put the fire out.
Though I must admit, the flames,
Matched her orange lipstick pout.

She smiled and said, "Thank you."
I looked right in her right eye,
"I'm not here to hear manners,
Where's the bloody stuff to buy?"

She gave me my money back,
"We have got no bloody stock."
I felt disappointed, "Then,
Why's this called a 'bloody shop'?"

10 March 2006