The World Bank

I really don't see
Why I have
To be all by myself
All the time
With no company
To cheer me up
While I get off my face
On Trixie Beldons
And fly my balloon
Not allowed to do anything
Loveless
flawless
bored
And lawless
With no knickers
Or any love heart stickers
With Edwards Scissors
Without my favourite word
For decisions
And no food for delicious
No smokes for my nasha
And no Green Mama.