Tuesday, 29 September 2009

a drunken train ride home

Open the door
Open the door
You pissed in my face you dirty rass.
Too late mate
where's one supposed to piss.
There aint no can in the guards van.
So the steaming golden ark
showered Lewisham station platform.
Brindle feigning sleep on the floor
rattling the handle you were.
To get at our blood
the unfortunate piss catcher.
seeping in urine from Crukies dirty white pecker.
Still brilliant
even after all these years

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