A Late Night Maccies

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I’ll share my nuggets with you,

even when the staff won’t smile

because to them its every night

but for us its been a while.


And as we slop to our mess,

gherkins slapped on our chests,

BANG BANG BANG on the desk,

though I suppose it’s more a table.


And as you stumble home,

you’ll throw up on your own,

and that doesn’t need to be known,

But you’ll put it in your group chat anyways.


As you lay on your duvet cover,

the room stops spinning for a min

you’ll think that there’ll never be another.

The next night you won’t through your maccies in the bin.

George & ConnorComment