Pffftttt

You wake up in the morning,

To find your bush on fire,

You panic for second,

& realize you ada spare tyre.

Panic turns to groans,

Groans to moans,

You scream at the top of your lungs,

Cuz you still haven't fixed your phone.

Sitting by the porch eating a candle stick,

You watch as Panu walks around trying to realize if he has a dick.

Time for you to wake up and smell the coffee,

Time for you to get out of bed,

You fool of an octupus,

No work give lapdance instead. Yay.....