Tittz I found a fiver Down sniffers den Drunk all afternoon Got drunk again G.E.T. ‘Lost’
Balls I’ve been called a knacker I’ve been called a queer But I prefer the latter Cos it rhymes with beer G.E.T. ‘smashed’
This is a little ditty for writing on birthday cards, etc. Spring is in the air and grass covering the ground But there’s nothing quite like finding five pound But I haven’t found one, which is a bit unpleasant Which is a good enough reason, for not sending you a present. N. Tyion ’81
I was sitting in this pub And a man was sucking tripe When he’d finished that He started sucking on his pipe I thought funny looking sucker Fingers stained with baccy I bet that owld cunt’s arse Is really fuckin hacky
Main image: “The Fall of Numenor,” an allusion to Atlantis made by J.R.R. Tolkien well after HP Lovecraft did his stuff.
© 1976, The Crawling Chaos.