My New Job

Well, not an actual new job. This morning as I got ready for work my tics suggested a new area of employment through the medium of another ticced song. Here’s how it goes:

“I’m just laying AstroTurf in Richard Branson’s mind.
I’m laying lino in Daniel Day Lewis’s pelvis.
I’m putting down cork tiles in the Queen’s back room.
And I’m running a carpet round Swindon.”

For the record I’ve got no plans for a career change – not even to professional jingle writer.

My New Job

One Response to My New Job

  1. bobcorrick says:

    Do you do kitchen floors? 🙂

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