149 - Snot

“Go and ask those men the time”

My Mummy said to me

But I didn’t really want to

Go anywhere near those three

I think it was a joke

But it was hard to be sure

And although I was aged only 8

These guys did not look pure

Stood there on the pavement

They had coloured spiky hair

Wearing lots of leather

With studs just everywhere

I’d heard about these types of folk

I’d seen them on the Telly

They called them punks and to my eyes

They looked funny, kind of smelly

Smoking cigs and full of snot

Was how I did perceive them

I wasn’t asking them a thing

My mind they did condemn

But now I think back to the past

I wish I hadn’t been afraid

They were just young and harmless

Not the threat the media portrayed

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