The notifications setting
Is promptly toggled to off
As of other people’s shite today
I’ve already had enough
Middle Class Wooing
Don’t
bother
picking
flowers
They
will just
make me
sneeze
If you
really
want to
impress me
Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese
For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine
And a
little
bit of
Brie
Is
really
all it
takes
To get
into
bed
with me
Gone Since September
Life gets a little easier
Day by day
As the worst of the heartache
Fades away
But the ostracism
That never ends
Although I’ve done all I can
To apologise and make amends
