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Eggs, Fudge and Arctic Roll
Eric is an intern, yes he’s doing this for free
headset wrapped around hot ears
counting all the crates of beers
ripped jeans show his puny knee.
Backstage riders take the piss!
Clipboard says an item’s amiss
The schedule’s tight; he’s been up all night
Too late to get it to the concert site!
Budgets are exceeded; the helipad’s all booked
Dressing rooms are ready; just hope it’s overl...
Tuesday 23rd February 2016 6:54 pm
Always Down The Front
There’s always one isn’t there
Slopping beer all over his shoes
He’s jostling for position
Hand secure upon the barrier
But his shoulders aren’t quite through
Because a fangirl, already half cut
Is hogging space for two
Arms are sleeves of coloured ink
Hair is blonde and striped in pink
Boobs are large and cupped in lace…
He might try conversation
“I love your tats; the skull, the eagle
...
Friday 30th October 2015 9:05 pm
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