The first time that I saw him I heard his scooter beep

He made a big impression then which memory I shall keep.

I copped him outside Flavour’s (sic) (Apostrophe Abuse!

Grammatical precision here is played with fast and loose).

For this is downtown Castleford where orange Tigers prowl

And few here know the difference twixt consonant and vowel.

But thats another story (sic) so, help me, where was I?

Ah yes! The scooter man from Cas who beeped as he passed by.

The thing that caught my eye that day, I couldn’t help but stare,

But like a Mongol warlord he’d a top-knot in his hair.

I’m sure I’ve heard that Buddhists say that when our span is through

We come back for a second chance to start our time anew.

And so I thought it better if I let this old git pass

I wouldn’t want my throat cut by the Genghis Khan of Cas