I’m a decent
girl
exactly knowing
how
to sustain
my behaviour
home and in
the crowd
but when I
am rebellious
I can’t
stand the phrase
‘Oh, shut
uppa your face!’
Dancing by
myself
amongst the
sunny lane
some people
come across me
thinking me
insane
I give a
damn and shout out
loud to
interfere:
‘Get the
crap outta here!’
Later on I
pass
a drunk and
weirdly crew
roasting some
steaks and meatballs
on a
barbecue
seeing the
dead flesh burn I
haloa: ‘Take
a break,
scratch ye
ass with that steak!’
Sudden there
appears
a friend –
don’t ask me who-
and curious
the question
hey, how do
you do?
I tell her
death comes closely
but known when
ore where
‘Choose
God.com and share!’
© JELOU
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