siren ripple

Having children Fukn

Kills ya 
Makes your body done and bust
Mangles you like Sunday washing 
Turns your tits to skin and dust 
No one's getting any thinner 
No one's going to the ball 
No one's digging in the ruins 
Burying their crystal ball 
You will meet a handsome stranger 
Sin and death are copulating 
Take a steam bath in your glasses 
I'll become your haunted voyeur
Water water everywhere 
And not a slip of nipple 
Wish that I could dip in there 
cause a siren ripple

Having children Fukn
Kills ya 
Makes your body done and bust
Mangles you like Sunday washing 
Turns your tits to skin and dust
What the Larryup
And the caulkin 
What the cherry (pip and all)
All your friends 
will turn and bate you 
Just because you're skin is pink 
And they know that you're a splinter 
In the dead dogs eye of slint 
Go behind the bike shed mister 
We all wanna see you sunk
Leave our path and wander lonewards 
Go get lost you smekky punk
Having children is a wonder 
Said hospice nurse in apparel 
I am only free once monthly 
Now I'm fat as a beer barrel
Pregnant as a truckers lass
Me o my 
my beard I wonder 
How the fuck it came 
To pass
I do not know
But how I ponder
Look at the shell 
Cracked and broken 
Cute little chick
All covered in yolken
Heading for the pot 
One little water slide 
to oblivion 
Winter's coming
That's your Fukn lot
Devour it children 
While it's hot.

Finished 19/03/18 

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