Blog Chaging the future one bolt at a time,when I know everyting I know nothing becuse i know more now than I did before!
Bugger me, I’m crook as a dog,
Feeling pretty rough, like a true blue bog.
Lay in me bed, with a sore head,
Wish this bloody sickness would clear instead.
Fair dinkum hope I’ll soon be right,
Struth, I’ll fight this with all my might.
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