One day....
By philth
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It was a sunny day
The birds chirped away
Phil was full of Vin
And decided to leave the house wearing nowt but a grin
Not a fig, nor any other leaf
No y-fronts, boxers of briefs
Pure, free of temptation and free of sin
However that all ended when he got bundled into the nearest policevan
and several big fat sweaty cops gave him a kickin
And so it was that mister Phil
Who was feeling somewhat ill
Dressed in lost property fresh from the nick
Which was really tight around his......
He set off home to sleep it off
Lighting up a cigarette with a cough
Then he realised he was nowhere near home
Bare of feet, and all alone
He set out towards the train station
A pint of lager his motivation
But alas this was still not to be Phil's day
Bad luck comes in three's, it's always the way
A big fuck off bloke jumped him
When he landed the other side( :P)
Phil didn't try to run, or try to hide
He simply clicked his fingers, and turned him into a bike
Cos lets face it, I'm writing this and can do what I like
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