Bone Idle
You can’t see me work
And I behave like a berk
My brain is the productive bit
Manual labour, I don’t give a ssit
A lifetime of depression
Left me in a thinking session
Apply me to a basic manual task
Go to bed is what I ask
I’m a thinker
Not an idle stinker
Copyright © Peter Wilson | Year Posted 2007
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