The Drenching


There’s a car outside my house that’s got its stereo full blast.
The stupid driver’s wearing sunglasses although it’s overcast.
I don’t know why he’s got it on so loud. Perhaps his hearing’s sparse.
I’ll give him ‘jingle jangle morning’ up his ‘jingle jangle arse’.
That’s why I’m filling up this bucket with cold water from the tap.
He’s gonna find out just what happens when some knob end spoils my nap.

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