-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.16 May 2003

I was just a figment of your bum
A speck gathering filth in the farest reaches of your breeches
A single fading stain in your underpants,
You didn't know me at all.

The bum comes parading across your thoughts and dreams,
Obscuring your face
Covering it like that complete bastard
Who covered my own face with crisps.
I procrastinate obscurity like a gnome.

I slipped on a giant dog,
But i have left a little something,
In the wilderness of your breeches,
You didn't realise what you had until i left you and your underpants accidentally landed on your face.