Fancy A Drink Sometime?

I asked him once

Why he’d tried

Because you looked nice

He replied

To which I said

Well, I’m glad you did

As left to me

I’d’ve ran and hid

As The Night Wears On

Turning up here

An armful of beer

The epitome of niceness

But the look on your face

As I call you a disgrace

Is absolutely fucking priceless

Drive away

If you dare

Just don’t think

That I’ll care

I’m glad you’ve had

A good few days

I’m glad they were

‘The best’

I am also glad

You were nowhere near me

For that alone

I am blessed