I remember it well, it was my favourite spot..
I've squeezed pimples by the hundred
Ruptured pustules by the score;
I've milked my face until it bled
And still I crave for more.
My nose-crease yields spaghetti
I've blackheads round my ears -
I've cultivated some of them
For nigh on twenty years.
Take pity on unblemished folk
Who'll never know the bliss
Of splattering a mirror
With pus the hue of piss
Rejoice in your eruptions!
They've done alright by me
For squeezing them can be more fun
Than watching your TV.
