Vernin the Gurner
by Rich Heatley
Poem by RH
My name is Vernin and l love me gurning!! I went to guernsey in my one-zee and got 42 gurnzee's for the price of 3,
I got really sick, and went for a swim in the sea. I came up like fxck, and gurned up a tree.
I had a few more pills, and went to gym, I felt the burn, and really started to gurn I went to the pub and met a drug dealer called Jim, He sold me more yokes, and I was gurning ,no jokes,
It got to the stage where I had too much pilly, And I couldn't feel my willy.
I got back on the gurner, with the help of Tina turner, Back to the pub for a touch of grub, I could do with a muffin that had some endorphin,
All alone again with fxck all serotonin, Except for this smack head I met called Ronin Ah well my name is Vernin and I love me gurning!
