The bimbos were having a party
Those footballers girlfriends or WAGS
The do wasn’t too arty-farty
Just Bacardi breezers and fags
Victoria B said to Colleen
“That dress looks just like a rag
If I looked like you I would never be seen
Without a brown paper bag”
Colleen replied “My dear Vic
Your years have taken their toll
Your dress is such a bad fit
Did you steal it off a toi-let roll?
“Those silicone t*ts are a farce
Your hair must have come off a yak
We all hate your smug skinny arse
If you smile your face just might crack”
They all then got into the fight
Hair and nails flying every which way
The cleaner then swept up that night
And sold all the bits on e-Bay
copyright Victoria George
VICTORIA GEORGE
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