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Source:
Adults
Author:
Joe Barrett
Title:
Columbian Nights
Your havin a laarf mate, don’t be late
We got 10 Gs on standby from the gate.
You, me and the brothers from other mothers
Snouting snow with sister lovers.
Travel-lodged and sorted with cain imported
Chop us another darling and av one on me- literally
We’re superstars by far in cars and bars and bras
Weekend kings adored by all
Wiping piss and pubes in cubicles in twos
Flushin the cistern to drown out the sniffin.
‘Quick as you like mate, there’s a queue building ere.’
Two out and two in- a knowing nod and a grin.
I buy a round with a rolled up Twenty- shit!
Rookie mistake mate, please vacate.
Buy the lass a drink and wink, keep it under yer hat
She smiles and sniffs and winks back.
5am throw out and the sun’s rising
The streets are full stop-outs and drop-outs and cop-outs
Back to the lodge without a word
With some strange bird, with a snotty nose.
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