How Deep Is Your Glove
i rode a camel
this
morning, and forgot
to buy the morning paper
but
my three-year-old daughter
saw her first
ever tv interview and asked;
"what's that man doing
with that massive lollipop?"
let's not dwell on stats
that don't
really mean anything
when
they removed me
from the
womb
i grabbed a top hat and mic and said to
the doc,
"your twitter account is still pumping out crypto adverts mate."
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