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Nerve

He had a nerve yer know,

calling me seven belly's,

lift up yer chin's he said

and show us the other four.

 

So I thought to me self

fuck you , you lanky streak of piss,

then I hit him with the cue ball, and

danced upon his head.

 

Now that's what I call nerve yer know,

yeah, thats what I call nerve,

when I danced upon his head,

cause all his nerves were dead.

◄ Silent Hours.

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Comments

<Deleted User> (6484)

Mon 7th Sep 2009 18:40

Thanks John, I have heard of the guy, recently read a piece in the Independent but have never read his writing, may go and google him later, thanks again mate.
Bernie

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John Darwin

Mon 7th Sep 2009 16:50

Bernie, liking it. Do you like Bukowski?

<Deleted User> (6484)

Mon 7th Sep 2009 12:27

Thanks mate, can't think of a better compliment then"real".
again thanks.
Bernie

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