The Sherry End

Till the very end

We'll be cast his friends

I've known you better and

You've seen my worst

So let's invent worse



When a good night flounders and it's over

How good it was I tend to know

By adding up or rounding down

The evening's count of jokes

Me and my ilk share a twang that's indeciphered by other gangs

That's the thing I love about my fine brothers in slang

If it's got a funny story it's made to me

It's not for others in ear splash

It's ours, it's mad, it's many hours spent laughing at hours past

We smirk or outsmart the quirk that will spark a word which we will laugh at

It sparked around the crowd this work of art which we have found



Till the very end

We'll be cast his friends

I've known you better and

You've seen my worst

So let's invent worse



I love the craze of a latest phrase amazing mongrels of enjoyment

Crazy paving sayings are a joy to stay with mates

And girls all love the lingo, they curl right up and bingo

They go that extra smile they go the whole damn snog

I mean it though a joke from that one like that was wrong

That makes no sense really

Shortened to a word then to a nod that is friendship to me

The secret handshake of three mad mates

That makes me pleased to share traits

In understanding absurdities that mean our brains play



Till the very end

We'll be cast his friends

I've known you better and

You've seen my worst

So let's invent worse