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Friday, 18 November 2011

Crutch up the Bum

Dressed in black and a ice cold look

The meter man withdrew his book
Smirking as he past my way...

“Got  you”  he hissed at me
As wrote out my details gleefully
“What’s up doc”? I say to him
“Can’t you see that badge within”?

As I put both crutches under his chin
“I lost one leg and the use of one arm
And the army gave me this adapted car
So book me know, you fascist crumb
Then pull this crutch from  your BUM"

Gee, this really got my wild up

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