Aye, When He Ain’t All ‘Fucking & Blinding’ He’s Lovely by Paul Tristram

He’s not exactly a bad ‘un, see.
Don’t get me wrong, mind,
he can be a little hella & a terror.
But there’s a big heart of gold
in there behind the mayhem.
Quiet when alone, he is see,
and not because he’s scared of owt
just goes all thoughtful like.
A little world of his own,
‘Away With The Fairies’
like his Grampa used to be.
Now, put him in a room
with his brother or cousins
or God forbid an adult male
from his family and all that
niceness is out the window.
He’s like a cowing lunatic then,
like the rest of ‘em,
turns all pagan & barbarian.
I hope he moves far away
when he grows up, see,
away from all this nonsense
the poor bugger’s been born into.
He needs to find his own path him,
he’s different than the rest of us.

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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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