rhyming

and as mike skinner from Streets says: ‘the world swallows souls and when the blues unfold it gets cold, silence burns holes’

-got wine?
-no
-pig’s ear?
-yeh
- kisses and hugs ?
-NO!
-and happiness?
-now I go

this is not about socialism on the virtual
neither about well dressed and speechless politicians in the DR
this is about when you feel alone and you ain't got more love for none ‘cos it’s now gone
and threats never to come due a loving-loving cruel past experience

not about to say life’s like a roulette, but it spins and im getting dizzy and Chicken Jalfrezi

friday night: 7:15pm
got eventually Mickey Monk, now I start hating
the second and third china plates round , shite..
me feeling like the superman when being Clark Kent the clerk,
a simple geezer with a simple life, simple feelings but discretely powerful
won’t need to throw his glasses, won’t need to use the phone booth
this is me, on me .. I only want to observe and compare

Moved up to the next place, jam jared consuming while my dickory dock sets up to 10pm, enjoying a good la-di-da, men ‘round now based in low maths like
“how ya doing + what’s your name - what’s your story’ = im not Julian Clairy but I can love ya’

11:50pm you come over with my mate then say hello to my name and suddenly steal my faith, hence now a new victim, a prisoner

Got to my mickey mouse, found me way up the apples, and then the bloody dog rang, it was you!! so now im a character, starring “the new victim, the love prisoner vol 2!”

Pete Tong!

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cockney/london slang help box:
Apples (and pears): stairs

Dog: phone

Dickory dock: watch

China plate: friend/mate

Chicken Jalfrezi: crazy

Geezer: man

Julian Clairy: fairy

La-di-da: cigar

Kisses and hugs: drugs

Jam jared: car

Mickey Mouse: house

Mickey Monk: crazy

Pete Tong: wrong

Pig’s ear: beer