Dry January

Man in a suit...yum
Man in a tux...yummy yum yum
Easter egg chocolate in
dry dry January

Snow is fluffy,
My onesie-comfy,
Beers on my balcony- crispy,
Cigarettes in bed
it's missing a extra sex buddy.

Working in the snow
a hot water bottle down my pants
and six socks on my feet
after sick jumps jamming
every night a cold dry solo rave.

Better see some chat next week
or my liver will freak,
withdrawal symptoms from
my Asian nectar,

This resort is rude
RESPECT
We are the shhhh police
This job is anti-bant,
Fuck and now I'm on a rant.

Can't wait for London
DJ Miaow, wanna see you
now.
I'll grab my board and pack
my arse up the park.

This. Jan. Is. Dry.