I can’t find my boxer shorts

Just woke up
On foreign ground
Fucking Hell
Yer one’s still asleep I can tell
“Operation Escape” at all cost
If she wakes all is lost
Gather phone, watch and keys
Slip out like a ninja breeze
Get dressed quick, fuck the socks
But where did the fuck are my lucky jocks?
Under the bed or stuck to the roof?
James Bond mode, stay aloof
Without them I must bravely go
Fucking single staying SAS commando

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