The Web Poetry Corner - Neil Heron - a jealous Chertsey Copper
a jealous Chertsey Copper
by
Neil Heron
A jealous chertsey copper,fired up his arm. with things he would not want to use when choosing to disarm.Along came a battered nurse who smoked more than ten a day. And said, I will whore my arse and get on my knees to pray. Thanks for a piece of plastic Inearly gave you rent,a rubber hat was not so neccessary, as your gate post was not so bent. Can I give up yourarse for Christmas my foot wont fit your twat,oh shit was that the door bell ,no it was Neil Heron Californian white and ginger ally cat. mee mee,can I FUCK THE BRIDES MAID. possibly not. unless you really want to, oi maxwell would you bung my neice, afore ye go and lets die last year.