Next Door’s Bacon by Paul Tristram

“Ooh, what’s that delicious smell?
Where’s it coming from?
Nice to see some people
have plenty of money to waste.
Showing off like this
and rubbing everyone else’s face in it.
They want to be more careful,
asking to be robbed
or something just as awful.
I know something’s about him and all…
I take that statement back,
we ALL know something’s about him.
Remember last Christmas?
can’t keep it in his trousers that one.
It might not have been bacon
he was waving ‘round all over the place
but it was from the same animal… pig of a man!
And her… with her high and mighty ways,
always smiling like Doris Day on magic mushrooms.
She’s a walking argument
for why abortion should stay legal.
I hope they choke on it… the pair of them,
couple of gutsy bastards.
Think they’re better than everyone else
in this street… well, they’re wrong!
Anyway, I’ve heard that eating that
can give you cancer… we can but hope, eh!”

Arty Pic Of Pauly

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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