Go on off with you now
You mutating feck
Go on back to where
You came from
Some dark place
Where nightmares
Cast shadows over dreams
We’ve had enough of you now
You malignant wee shagger
Don’t you know if you kill
The host then you’re left with
No toast to nibble upon
So off you trot
With your dodgy spikes
And your quaire auld shape
You have upon you
Away up out of the garden
And mind your own business
Go on
Go on
Go on
Go on
Go on
And don’t be coming back
Of with you know
Sheila bring out the shotgun
For the shooting of the covid
Have you been drinking frankie
Nothing much talking about biddy
Go on to bed frankie and leave the gun
Down and stop scaring the neighbours
Rightio there Margo
Sweet Jesus frankie
Can you not remember me name
Of course I can marie
Get in there out of the cold
And you naked and making
The neighbours feel inadequate
I’m hunting the covid
Get in or the covid will be the least
Of your problems
Right so Tanya