A Toast

Like Ruby Wax
And Margi Clarke
I say what I think when I talk out me arse.
And it's not always true,
Or based on fact,
It's just the thoughts that I've had when I've been on me back.
Like Marmite on toast,
You might not always like me,
But you'll find me on the shelves of supermarkets,
Up and down the country.
And I'm not going no where,
Like it or lump it,
Ignore me all you want or spread me on your crumpet.
There's a living to made,
And I've made my living well,
And if you don't bloody like it,
You can go to fucking hell!
Cheers!!!!