Dear Liz
I’m on a bus! At the front? It’s like I’m driving! Thanks for the inspo x
Trussonomica
this crassness swings you’re basic
analgesic tanks the pound, trust your
gusset flies to paris, kisses cheeks
then goes to ground, it’s racked up
rich tea biscuits sniffed it’s oxo does
its truss in, ‘put your foot in’, get it
scrap it spend the pennies while its down
your central heating sleeps around
your triggered plimsoles dipped in
greasefires fake the fraction
waits for buses, stamps out ant hills
stands by treadmills pressing buttons
cat tin britain bless his cottons
stepping down i levelled lidls
in the lost and found, my milk
shod trust fund tanks the pound
Your central heating sleeps around, love it