You have your beard, I'm not impressed. Who said you could have a rest? What was that? It was me? Okay,okay, I'll let you be! Must you wear the same T shirt? You have two more, you cry all hurt, That LB hat hiding your hair Show off the barnet, please, I dare! You scruffy sod, I lovingly say, I wouldn't have you any other way. To me you are beautiful inside and out Though that bloody beard hides the pout. In Breaking Dawn the beard will go And in it's place a sparkly glow. All jawporn, lips and amber eyes. From me all mournful, groaning sighs. Dressed down, scruffy and shoes untied My eyes still look at you with pride Cause you're my man, Mr Pattinson So wear what you bloody like, hun!
Friday, 22 October 2010
HoboRob
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