Greetin’s, an’ cheers fur takin’ the time tae peruse ma book
A’ ken it’s no’ as much fun as gettin’ yer furst look
But in a wurld where reflection time is few an’ far between
Please invest in ma wurds an’ see whit ye kin glean
A’ wish this book contained the answers tae aw’body’s dream
Then we wouldnae feel the need tae shout an’ fuckin’ scream
The irony bein’ that we hae the answers aw along
It’s jist that some ae us drink beverages that are way tae strong
Whit ye are aboot tae read should be treated like a treat
Ye are rewardin’ yersel’ fur puttin’ up yer feet
Switch yer wi-fi aff if ye are yin ae the mobile crew
So ye kin be free ae that book where aw the faces spew
We are goin’ on a ride taegethir intae the mists ae time
Tae the noo where a’ wrote the wurds an’ forced the dodgy rhyme
A’ didnae plan whit tae write, the saliva jist poured out
A’ wiz jist there tae catch it an’ funnel it doon the spout
If ye feel the luv perhaps ye kin tell aw yer friends
That ye ken a crazy dude whae probably has got The Bends
But that he writes wicked poetry an’ needs loads ae cash
Fur hoo else is he goin’ tae pay fur his next stash ae hash?
Hopefully yoo an’ they will at least get a hearty chuckle
Maybe even yin or twa poems will even mak ye buckle
If ye want some mare ae Nob ye kin join ma Membership site
Jist be warned that ower there a’ talk even mare total shite
Cheers the noo!
Nob
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