Cheers Manchester.
Another Sunday spent feeling like shit,
At the bottom of a deep metaphorical pit,
Though the night before was an absolute pleasure,
(With me throwing up, thrown in for good measure).
Its been a long time since a Sunday was spent,
Not wondering where money and brain cells have went,
The difference this time as we sit there and fester,
We’ve changed our location, we’re now in Manchester.
While compared to some nights, this one was quite tame,
Some of us didn’t escape without shame
So it fell to me to make the first blunder
I crept round the corner for a tactical chunder.
With continuing affinity for those on the street
In another misguided but selfless feat
The hero of the homeless struck once again,
Bought a bottle of vodka for a brother in pain.
It’s definitely time we all learned our lesson
The frequency of events such as these is depressin’
We must find enjoyment in some other way
Fuck that, this Thursday is St. Paddy’s day.
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