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BUTTFAST BOOGIE

November 18, 2012

‘Can I buy you a drink?’

I said with revolting charm,

‘Get the fuck away from me’,

She said, pointing to her rape alarm.

I laughed as I walked away,

Mind still on knickers,

‘She’s a lesbian’, I thought,

As she was sporting Kickers.

I moved on to the abattoir,

Lit a ciggie on the way,

‘With this skinhead’, I thought,

‘I’d have better look being gay’.

I entered a neon tart hole,

But never any tart,

Pipe up you’re on the dole,

You’re as welcome as a curried fart.

‘Can I buy you a drink?’

I said with boredom, laughing,

She just turned away,

So I fucking webbed her. The cunt.

Ian Archbold

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