Say Tim's Into Mummys Poem by sean north
Say Tim's Into Mummys
say
tims hAs
a PiTy ParTy
evRy othA
afTerNoon
cALLs hIs
Mummy On
speed
dial
so they Can
Chat
On zOOm
mY shade
he cries
gives such
bad light
IT cant but
show up
as gloom
and
its even
harder to
get the man
n just
f#ckn
lie down
in the tomb
let alone
'sing' me
MY broken
TuNe
that
'whooooooo s
ya deaddy' cR00n, as we spoon. u ina morning cos mummys ina afternoon.yeah see ya swoon, soon. dont 4g! tnaUtoTun3
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