Hollie's Dedication.
Ben Dunne.
(Insider Joke.)
Wipe away your tears my darling,
utilise not the wet wipe, for it shall wetten you more.
Wash away your tears, cascading from your cat's eyes,
with the running water of a shoulder shower and foot bath.
Dampen out the stroke's flame, with impossibly raised arms,
with a Vietnamese man in the corner, taking an X-ray of your grandmother.
Leave your shower, put on your blusher and blucshers,
but leave the foundation, free the foundation!
Walk outside, into the sunshine, OH WHAT'S THAT!?
Oh, just a piece of paper, floating arrogantly in the wind.
Hmm, Ben's brother caught it, flexing his fat, oh yeah,
his fat.
Ben's mother comes running, to usher away Ben's brother,
usher him away, clamming him dawn.
Anyway, love, wipe away your tears, with a disinfectant wet wipe,
pop your sunglasses on, and eat some curried goat.
You'll be fine, with your beautiful eyes.
