No Rhyme Or Reason...
Written by Vincent J Prince on Wednesday the 9th of June 2010
You are what I would call a squandered pregnancy
If your dad had any sense he'd had stuck it up the arse
If you your mam had the smarts she'd have slung it in her gob
You are like Iraq, Afghanistan and Vietnam:
They should have pulled out when they had the chance
You are the mission that should have been aborted
But now we all have to put up with you
And just like you
There's no ryhme
To these words...