Pissed 'n' Broke
Lairy teenage louts
Spotty young offenders
Spend all their time
Going on benders
With cider pilfered
From a local store
Nicked Regal Kingsize
Shared once more
They collect together
On waste ground
To trash a moped
Someone 'just found'
Chained up behind
A garden gate
The owner not yet
Realising their fate
Their humble transport
Will be rev'd to death
The tiny engine gasping
Each carbureted breath
Their pride and joy
Will be raced around
Crashed and smashed
Left like a burial mound
The crowd will all cheer
As it coughs it last
But there's no mourning
The loss of inertial mass
And if it's lucky
It won't be set alight
But it's breathed its last
Given up the fight
The steed is dead
The rider postulates
Their peer group gather
Back slap and congratulate
But another activity
Needs to be found
To relieve the boredom
And occupy the crowd
Chris Briggs
Fri 6th Feb 2015 19:11
An audio version of this is now on soundcloud.
https://soundcloud.com/christopher-briggs-3/pissed-n-broke