Originally Posted by
Lampoc
I've got yours ready in advance Mick:
And so their work was done.
Mick P gave a big yawn and settled down to sleep
And, of course, when Mick P goes to sleep,
All his friends go to sleep too.
The bozos were ornaments in the bear pit.
Swanbourne and Walter were just dolls.
And Professor Cilla was a carved, wooden bellend in the shape of wood.
Even Mick P himself, once he was asleep, was just an old, saggy cloth expat,
Baggy, and a bit loose at the seams,
But nobody loved him.