I’ve hit rock bottom, I’ve hit skids row.
In my undies there’s a hideous glow.

It stretches back from goonch to waist.
It’s a sight that gives a feeling of distaste.

How did I land here in the stinking dumps?
In with these skids and some hefty clumps.

Oh yeah, I was fired from my plumbers job.
I was caught on the loo, a drunken slob.

I lost all my money and wife left my sorry ass.
She got sick of these pooems with no class.