Grimbeau

Fang scratched his bollocks and off he took

On his trusty chopper to a shady nook
Met up with his muckers, Fred and Sam,
Who had pitched the crash tent near the caravans.
They shared a chillum and a gram of speed,
Hit the boozer, wolfed a massive feed, washed it down with
A skinful of glider: Get it inside you!

Roundly slaughtered in the Lamb and Kite
The boys engineered a squabble and the ritual fight
About Liz from Gloucester and a prick called Mike
Falling tentward laughing they condemned the chick
And screamed the wrong words to Thick as a Brick
Gave up, slugged JD and got wretched sick after
A skinful of glider: snoring bedside you!