Peroxide Clown

Pramulator pushing, gregs pie pot belly eating, population of our Proud lands of promise. Herding, piling into Primark. Bags of pennies spent on polyester poop, in the vain promise of Saturday night parlors of the north.
Slut skirted, ugg booted protruding muffin tops, shouting, swearing on top of their pipe filled lungs. Gis a Fag gis a shag.
Penis groping, lambert smoking pubescent parents deep in pityless piles of angst. Paraffin lighting, pour me another alcho-popping, make mine a triple. Watch me slide, slopping, bopping to overproduced pop Po Po Po poker-faced, mega riding. Im skint Im poor, but give me more. For tomorrow Im back in Primarks bowls Piles and piles of reproduced styles, snaking queues, im going to loose my last dole packet on these pearly, girly sequin skirty, quick release to reveal the pussy deal. Put you package inside me ride me quickly, for my vomit sickly stomach wont last the night.
Consuming faster faster, heading for disaster on the M1. it dont matter Im getting my kicks at Primark wearing posh spice at half the price and half that price. Until next weekend, when it starts again. Groundhog day, fill up the hash tray. Got a fiver left for family supper preservatives, superlatives and a pig mac to go from the golden arches. Re re re contstituted meats for eats.
Stop this insane pilfering, Im wilting away taking it from behind, day by day. Fuck your climate change. i wont be here tomorrow, put the protest in you public school pipe and smoke it harder for me. For Im the joker in your poker faced bacardi laced, wasted youth.
Straighten and striped down to the bare bones of a peroxide clown. Your going down for petty crimes to humanity. So while the sun keeps shining from behind the tills, make mine a large.
Demolished and discharging.
Please put me down down, Gok made me over, got me shafted, methane wafted over the face.
Get me the fuck out of this place!