Happy
Okay so maybe I should focus positive take note of the good life give and smile for a bit make it my style think it fits I’m thankful I’ve 10 toes and 10 fingers two of which are thumbs I’ve been reflecting on achievements and things overcome like cannabis smoke in my lungs i said I’d quit and won drinking alcohol on routine another victory I got clean
My dna is striking
Invading and fighting
building and enlighting
and all together frightening
I am Celtic I am Roman
I am Anglo Saxon
I am English I am British
I’ve pride and satisfaction
and lastly this is striking
a bit of me stands a Viking
Go on, pick a fight with me,
See what happens
taking the land taking the sea
falling down and crashing.
The Empires my home
The British the Rome
The greatest ever known
Historically on their own
And though it history
and nothing to do with me
I take pride in the stories
though they’re war and gory
I’m Viking I’m Roman I’m British
I’m Celtic I’m Anglo Saxon
and that’s a fact son
I’m slow I’m stupid I’m dumb
and getting fat plump
Airplanes make me afraid
Ships make me sick
that’s why I’m a Brit
I can’t leave I stick
I don’t answer to Nick
And last but not least
they say I’m a bit thick
But I am happy so they can suck my
pits
You and your dirty mind thinking dick
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2019
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