Shoulders hunch
As Converse meet concrete
Skinny jeans tighter than the vice on my vocals
And her naked nocuous nubile face
That was destined to destroy
Seventeen years from the cradle to the grave realisation
That 4 hours packed in a poky coach subsidised by the Union
And bound for a march on Trafalgar Square with 400,000 other fuckers
Was the only shot at intimacy I'd ever possess
In the company of this captivating Comrade
We share an A-Level in Government & Politics
Share textbooks on Tuesdays & Thursdays
Share several views on Socialism & Sovereignty
But are yet to reach an agreement regarding Mattresses & Pillows
She's a Communist Vegetarian
And forgive me for being fickle
But as I nonchalantly offer up
A cheddar Cheese & Pickle
From a Greenpeace rucksack
Bearing a Soviet Hammer & Sickle ☭
I've reached the dizzy peak of post-pubescent
Slap & tickle
Providence Street
Wakefield
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