Oooooooh I do love holidays - just lazing in the sun - then going dancing every night - whilst drinking lots of rum (although this does tend to spill it)
Is it true echoes can't hear - the quacking of a duck? - perhaps that's why the stupid things - just quack away like fuck!?
I had a slide in my back yard - it was tremendous fun - I went down it the other day - and ripped off half my bum
I've had so many holidays - my memories not clear - it could be brandy, rum or coke - or vodka wine or beer
Thailand is a wonderous place - so full of dance and song - and if you go into a bar - do ask to play ping pong
Grumpy people get me down - they always seem so deary - I think they need their nipples tweaked - (well that's my latest theory)
I believed I was "The One" - but had to go much higher! - some people nailed me to a cross - and called me their "Messiah!" (but I'm just a naughty boy)
Remembering the mountains - can have its tricky bits - you know, at least, that they're not flat - they look like massive tits
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