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John Beetle
Poems
Oct 2013
little child eyes with that stupid face
this ****** thought he could toss me around
some Indian ****** with a loud mouth
I wouldn’t leave my seat and he begged like
a pooch telling me “can you move, I wanna sit there,
let me sit beside the girl man.”
He kept begging to be beside this girl
later on he tells me that I should’ve moved because he is a
bouncer
one lousy skinny bouncer
he tells me that he would’ve put me in a head lock like the others
don’t mess with him you see
I TELL him to shut the hell up
no one cares and no one wants to hear you
he doesn’t take to kindly to these words
I am never ready for a fight but if it happens
it happens
but this fight didn’t happen
he just stood there with his stupid face
trying to scare me with his little child eyes
bar
drinking
night
fighting
Written by
John Beetle
London On
(London On)
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