Cos I reckon it's all about timing
Now it's time for your bed
So get out of your head
Up those stairs little Spud should be climbing.
Hey, what the fuck am I talking about,
Tis satdy night and I'm being a grouch
Stay right here dear Spud
Cos your rhymings all good
You can just fall asleep on the couch
I really should go to me bed
yet I can't help but play here
(though yer rhyming did slip, dear)
So here I'll stay until i decide to ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Fuck! Am a fuckwit. :H
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