Nuffink Matterz
"Oy yuz! what yuz looking at?"
"Yuz a Prat"
"Oy yuz! what's with the stare?"
"Do yuz want me to come over there?"
The bouncers come and throw me out
They shout
"You lout!
into the gutter, with you"
The kerb is soft to me befuddled head
I fall asleep
I dream...
I see a bright light above me
A benign face, but it speaks with a voice like thunder
"Oy you! what are you looking at?"
"You prat"
"Oy you! what's with the stare?"
"Do you want me to come down there
and sort you out?"
"No please don't" I shout
The face ponders a while
and with a smile replies
"Well I won't then"
Poetry by Blilith
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Written on 2012-08-21 at 02:16
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