Poem: The Kids of Today
I often think about the kids of today – probably because I have one and definitely not because I’m a pervert. I’m not. I’m weird. Because, frankly, who isn’t? And if you’re not then I probably don’t know you and definitely don’t want to. But I’m not weird in a kinky way. No kinks. (Apart from in my record collection).
Anyway, this isn’t about me. This is…
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