Wtf is going on?
Another sun filled day of fun.
No bike to crash around the bends,
No daft arsed pranks (well that depends)
On if I want to have a laugh
Or need to choose the pensive path.
I’ve ventured out to have a bite
Forgot me mask as well, in spite
Of always having one to hand
I wish I had the balls to stand
For what I really want to say
‘go fuck yourselves, this is MY way’
To kick against the pricks again
And vent my anger wrapped in pain
But no! I shall not Rick the boat
I should have had one in me coat.
Too late. I realise I’m a dick
I used me hands (now THATS a trick
But salesmen eyes me with derision
My open digits masked precision
Yet not enough to calm the masses
At least I didn’t steam up me glasses.
Bereft excuses to open me wallet
I know I’ll have to bite the bullet
And buy a mask from one small shop.
I’m well pissed off. I’ll have to stop.