Pack your bags

Pack your bags
before I throw them out.
You're shred to rags.

Your face, it sags,
because you've been found out.
Pack your bags.

Enough of gags,
the jokes are all played out.
You're shred to rags.

Your face, it drags
my nerves until I shout.
Pack your bags.

You need your shags,
your runnings all about.
You're shred to rags.

You'll always have your hags,
until they throw you out.
Pack your bags.
You're shred to rags.

(C)2008, Christos Rigakos