To satisfy the DHSSSSS
I applied for the job
Vacated by MES
I Got down to the last six
It were me and the Bloke from Squid
A Sleaford Mod and the Idles prick
And him that sells
Ten lighters for a quid
Ahh Ten Lighters
Ten Lighters for a Quid
Ten Lighters
It’s the best deal you ever did
Ten Lighters
Ten Lighters for a Quid
Come get yer Ten Lighters for a Quid
The Fat White Lad
Had the Paperwork
Proving he were Mark incarnate
So the Black MIDI
Country Road
Yard Act Kid
Set the papers a-lit
Using Ten lighters for a quid
@fuzzy Feb 2022
Lovely punk poetry here.
Gosh yeah, I'm really liking this.
For some reason this reminds me of a bunch of years ago when I was cleaning out my father's house after he'd died.
I went to a corner store to buy a lighter (don't ask) and there weren't any. The shop lady says that they keep em out of sight behind the counter now cos the crack addicts kept stealing em all.
@mikepalmu Feb 2022
Nice panning, great new-agey poetry atmosphere. Pieces like this one you don't hear often! Must respect.