TOWEL TALE (with poetry film)
Boys’ changing room, Dan hid my towel
School bully boy, he not my pal
So, I nicked his, nicked it somehow
He lucky boy, so well endow
The size of it made me go, ‘WOW!’
I knew right then what I’m still now
I’m into boy, not into gal.
I fancied Dave off Emmerdale
Made straight things gay. That Tory cow
Thatcher made straight white British male,
hate all things homosexuelle.
One day, saw Dan, I raised my brow,
with mate Asif, getting a plough
Dan the convert, took Muslim vow
Hope Asif’s meat, hope it halal!
Bully Dan holier than thou’,
thought men like me should go to hell
You hypocrite! Hope girfriend Sal
say, ‘Dan, you’re gay!’ and then say ‘Ciao!’.