12 inch sandwich grasped in my hand
gonna finish it, i'll be damned
bright lights alive in the night-time
dry throat, bit of pepsi i'll be fine
talking idly to someone i don't know
check my watch, almost time to go...
he charges in
with eyes of a god
"anyone got a lighter?" he squeals
in his divinely drunken drone
we shake our heads, but stare in wonder
"you look like that guy from pink floyd",
he splutters. i'm incredibly bewildered -
but he sings, "We don't need no education"
with his fist in the air, like he just don't care.
and he stares at me and Lundy,
with magnificent eyes, and he cries -
"You should be the leaders of all of us!"
and runs away.
he's back, though, a minute later
and screams "Hey Teacher, leave us kids alone!"
but this time, disappears forever.
a puff of smoke
and he's gone
a messiah
an unlikely messiah
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I don't want any critique. This is a joke you probably won't get.
