Paper Bag Friend
You are my
Paper bag friend
You make crunching noises
When I squish your head
You make me laugh when you leak
You are just human, just like me
You tear so easily but I’ve got tape
You make mistakes but I can wait
You dry fast enough to make me use you again
Oh my paper bag friend
It’s like
After your blues
After you’ve groaned enough
I can use you again
For my own gain
For my own gain
For my own
Gay gain .. gain gay gain
For my own ..
Game
A very true tune by me
7.12 PM
30 May 2009