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This Is Not

Not a zombie thriller

By BrenPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

but im not nineteen

living in a hole in the fuckin road

collecting centrelink

and getting half price lobsters

fresh at the wharf

off of that dwarf

that fish smelling

wee midget cunt

that dirty little

fishy smelling

living off half price lobsters

from that wee midget cunt

but i'm not twenty

living in a car in the park

it looks like the pikey walking dead

are they drunk or are they zombies

they hobble about mouthing their madness

arms outstretched scrambling for anything

"uuuuuurrŕrrrggggghh ...urrrggghhhjjjj!" that’s what she as said i stuck my screwdriver straight in left eye her arms dropped like a bag of shit but she screamed like a banshee...dead!

i'm not twenty one

living in my father's basement

so have a listen

i didn't come here to be rude

didn't come here to squat

i've coom here to fookun help ya

i've coom here to fookun foight

just point me at him lads i said

and i'll have it all fixed by tonoight

and fixed it was

i slapped his silly little head

silly little head

i slapped his stupid fuckin head

slapped his silly fuckin head

slapped his stupid fuckin silly head

stupid fuckin sillyhead

stupid fuckin stupid head

...

head

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Bren

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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    Written by Bren