only me 1/3 of way
down bus,and 2 old folk right down front.
down bus,and 2 old folk right down front.
tw@t gets on and sits diagonally opposite me one seat
down,
down,
right out at the
edge of his seat in the aisle and sideways.
edge of his seat in the aisle and sideways.
right away he starts
sniffin,snortin and coffin w'out coverin his mooth.
sniffin,snortin and coffin w'out coverin his mooth.
fuk this thinks
i,and gets up and moves to back of t'bus,where i cannot hear his phlegm
fest.
i,and gets up and moves to back of t'bus,where i cannot hear his phlegm
fest.
when i am getting
off his legs are now totally closin the aisle.feet touchin the seat on the other
side.
off his legs are now totally closin the aisle.feet touchin the seat on the other
side.
i accidentally
cracked his legs a shot with ma bag to get past.
cracked his legs a shot with ma bag to get past.
i coulda said excuse
me ,but he was a dick ,so why should i.
me ,but he was a dick ,so why should i.
his own fault
really.
really.
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2 comments:
A brilliant piece of poetry, is what. Thanks, Sodajerk... you're every bit the poet Bobby Burns was.
i have my moments.not many,i grant you that.but every now and agin,i channel summat no bad.
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