Shameless Rambles ...
poem by:
Joshua JayShades Legister
Written
on Jul 14, 2020
Black balaclava Spitting hot lava definitely don't like charvers A cut through their armour rude boy pularva No chitty chatterers Cut you down in war I used to be a battler See me in the street am still game Disturbing thoughts I have to push to the back of my brain Making me feel pain Controlled not restless When the clock hits midnight its time to creep Sympathy pity your woman is witty, biscuit girl chocolate like mcvitie Causing distortions running through the night am the headless horseman Cant scorch me I got the skin factor Farmer Giles has a dog and a tractor Talking bare shit slow your role or I will slap ya Leave a handprint ! Spend ya giro like frank Gallagher in the jockey and you will be skint.
Tags: Rhyme, Confused, Abstract, Weird,
