i remember the en vogue don't let go
single, being my priority to
the prodigy's
music for the jilted generation...
and i remember the poles
living in west london,
before moving into the outskirts
of the east,
        past westbourne park...
want a drink? ******, we'll need two
whiskey bottles between us...
         i do one in half an hour...
          nio point teasing me,
you either drink it up,
or you *******...
                   no point hanging around
with rock 'n'n rolling *******
with patti smith's:
cuz meez a mozo woomanz...
oh don't worry,
i took one just before i did the last
shot...
  thinking: you better attract
a better drinking guru other than
a rolling stone...
well, if patti smith can get away with it,
i don't see the reason
for not getting away with it...
that rock 'n' roll ******...
           watch my face though,
selfie, after a litre of whiskey:
come along and compete!