A midsummer nights flip
The bedroom was properly sweaty,
My hair was a frizzy spaghetti,
But a flip of the fluff,
brought me the cold stuff,
And I slept like a mythical yeti.
The bedroom was properly sweaty,
My hair was a frizzy spaghetti,
But a flip of the fluff,
brought me the cold stuff,
And I slept like a mythical yeti.
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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Wed 10th Jun 2026 07:44
I've got a microphone called a Yeti!