Crapper Lyrics No 1 Poem by Danny Draper

Crapper Lyrics No 1



Used to live in shoebox
At side of road
Not too bad til grass got mowed
Cut to pieces and blown to wind
Raked up by the gardener and put in the bin.
I'm so poor I can't afford water in this heat
I have to squash grapes just
To wash my feet,
Your mamma said to mummy
Out of her head
I'm over boys so
Lez be friends,
Wobbles like a monkey
With a bobble head,
Wobbles like a monkey
With a bobble head.

Chorus

Girl I'm gunna get that feelin'
Back in my legs
Then I'm gunna exit out of here
I'm gunna go by the back door,
Gonna a rear.
(repeat)

I'm so old school
I knew Aristotle
I miss you like an alcie
With an empty bottle,
1,2,1,2 tree 4
Making paper, houses an' stuff
Barbed wire undies are a little tough,
Reluctant nudist, shy in the buff,
Sometimes I wonder when I've had enough.
Some like to party in the nude
Hangin' with Gerard the party dude.
Don't push me cause...,
Cause I've got a wedge
I got it from a bully that I tried to sledge.
Sometimes even boof heads need to talk
when they've stuffed up and act like a prick,
Thicker than a bulbous lead brained brick
one giant bollocks on a stick.
Look in the mirror, find the blame
You are the answer...
Man up,
Grow and change.

2011

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R.benjamin Abate 17 May 2013

I really like this one. I can relate.

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Danny Draper

Danny Draper

Kiama, New South Wales, Australia
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