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on Thursday, December 16 @ 09:24:35 UTC
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: Supermarket Jingle
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on Thursday, December 16 @ 09:24:35 UTC
funeral_of_hearts writes:: " Christmas time, pickpockets and crime,
p*ss heads buying bottles of wine,
Children are crying, for the chocolates on the tree,
and none of the customers are listening to me.
A time for smoking, dog ends and ashes,
a time for stressing as the little boy bashes;
his little brother, they're fighting each other,
and each of them runs to a knackered out mother
Christmas time, it will be fine
Saturdays queues are way out of line,
till's are a chinging,
from the money galore,
and change is flying all over the floor.
A time for turkey in the frozen food aisle,
a time for cherries and 'Tate and Lyle'
selfish louts, thousand brussel sprouts,
a shop that's full of December doubts.
Christmas time, lemons and limes,
All this shows a sign of the times,
another shoplifter's gone out of the door
and another jam on aisle four.
Christmas time, pick pockets and crime,
p*ss heads buying bottle of wine,
children are crying, for the chocolates on the tree,
and none of the customers are listening to me.
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Re: Supermarket Jingle (Score: 1)
by Orobourus (Burningbright2@aol.com) on Thursday, December 16 @ 15:58:07 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message) | The epitome of consumerism and glutony in a bundle of "christmas joy" so commercialized, it has lost its significance.....
loved it....made me smile
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Re: Supermarket Jingle (Score: 0)
by Anonymous on Friday, December 17 @ 08:11:25 UTC | | um...i can't speak in wordz like the comment above so i'll just say itz realli kool and it made me laugh and now i have it in my head. |
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