Question is: Which dish to go out on?
I had a birthday cake this year. A big, creamy, sugary, chocolate cake.
I really have gained the equivalent weight of a small human in the past year.
Bopping, bouncing and big fish -ing my way to liberation, completely starkers.
I just wanted the diary that had the effin’ pigeons on.
We could all benefit sometimes from having a bit more f*** it in our lives
Perhaps I’m doomed to a life of ever befitting Blue Monday’s!