Wednesday July 28 2005...7.10 in the p.m.

In The Kitchen At The Manor (ITKATM)

(BritSpeak: Dosh, ColonialSpeak: Money)

Names have been changed to protect the guilty!

What I'd really like to say to those I will not name....

Well you f'muckers what's your problem that you've got with me?

I know that I can't let it go, it really needles me!

Oh yes and there is one more too, my 'best friend' Tree Boy Mike

He's another one of those who have seemed to take a hike!

'I'm your best friend!' he told me, 'I'd never leave you flat!'

Like those other mc'fluckers did. Well it seems he's just done that!

I saw him last July the 10th, we've spoken once since then

'Oh I'm working 24/7, please, please understand!'

I called him and left some messages, of course he's not called back

Some best friend, I don't think so, it seems he's gone the Rat!

Another one who owes me dosh, like Betty and Bob, Surreal

I'd better kiss all that goodbye, seems to me they did reveal

Their true personalities, users, takers, thieves

And as usual I fell in I thought I could believe

That they were friends like I can be and now it seems they're not

So I sit here and write this stuff, but is it worth a jot?

Well at least I get it out, though it don't help too much

Seems those friends collectively have kicked me in th crutch!

Now if they saw these words I write, they'd not be very pleased

Well F'MUCK you lot now did you think that I would be at my ease?