More Pies
By birksy
Forgive me, for I have sinned, I ate the pies, now the indigestion brings water to my eyes. Lying down, it's hard to move, greed is in us all, I had to prove, I was quite different than you. Tomorrow will be the same, I want everything, drink to the fame, don't want that fat old girl to sing. So you don't recognise me, So what? I'm the celebrity, don't compare our lives; I can buy more pies. Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 07:43 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 14
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