Crap Poem

Baps in Summer
Baps
Firm
Floury
Tempting

Baps
You fill my mind
With desire
Unkind

Baps
Cheese
Bacon
Salad

Baps
There on the street
There
Under my feet

Baps
Lustful
Fresh
Firm

Baps
I long to caress
Your flouriness
And savour your
Delights

Baps
Firm
Floury
Soft

Baps
£1.50 a throw
At lunchtime I shall
Go
And enjoy

Baps
Bountiful
Filled
Firm

Ah thankyou

Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists where I am more than qualified enough to talk confidently about absolute shite and bollocks.

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