As those that know.
A couple of years ago I didn’t do yearly predictions.
As they were very dark.
Well, almost same this year.
So dark, I almost didn’t do any.
But then a thought.
Do them Nostradamus style.
So here they are.
One of two, close to crack.
Mother struggles not to smack.
Not the other, just the Dollymop.
Once she does, the Pikey will drop.