Even If I Offend Someone by Paul Tristram

I’ve shit in the punch.
Finger-fucked the bride.
Banged out the bridegroom
like I do at every celebration.
Slid up and down the bridesmaids.
Eaten all of the savoury eggs
off the buffet table,
rabbit-punching at least
three Oliver Twist
like children doing so.
It was me who flung the ashtray
that twatted the DJ.
And even if I offend someone
I will enjoy myself,
it’s not every day
that your son gets married.
Out of the way
the dance floor’s mine.


Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories, sketches and photography published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight; this too may pass, yet. Buy his books ‘Scribblings Of A Madman’ (Lit Fest Press) http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1943170096 ‘Poetry From The Nearest Barstool’ at http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1326241036 And a split poetry book ‘The Raven And The Vagabond Heart’ with Bethany W Pope at http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1326415204 You can also read his poems and stories here! http://paultristram.blogspot.co.uk/


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