For fuck sake; forgot that’s kids are off school,
They’re hanging from grandparents arms (that’s just cruel)
I can’t even think what I came in here for,
I’ll just give it minute then head for the door.

the costumes they wear are a mess of chav twat,
with their track suited garb and a dipshut peaked cap.
it’s the uniform borne through the streets of despair,
(not to mention the terribly quaffed up shit hair)

I hate all the people that mess with my Karma, I wear my grim face, it protects me like armour.
but fucked if I talk, or make contact today.
My God only wish is that the lot go away .

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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