The cold – A crap poeb by Stegzy Gnobepants.

Go away
Com’b back
Annudder day
I’b sniffing and snookin
And snottink wif glee
My eyes are streabing
So I cant see
By nose is sore
Fromb blowing it
My head feels though
With Brick been hit
By Coughs returned
With bost alarb
I snort like the pigs
Down at the farb
So forgive be if I ask for hab
Or have problebs saying
Plub Jab
It’s just this cold
Torbenting be
It’ll be gone soon
You’ll see.

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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