Eating for None

I spy

with my

little eye ball

something beginning with 'brian stole the dvd player, tie him to the aston martin

then send him

to the beach

somewhere symbolic that will speak to him of drowning, but actually just be quite wet'cos we are eating for nonei am

most of the time perfectly happy

but occasionally am struck by a melancholy the details of which are often extremely dull

to write songs

near and round yourself

why not commission a picture of your own tits and put it on display in your mother's care home?cos we are eating for none