LOCAL WILDLIFE

Doon the toon

Walked past a cunt the day

Baldy bulldug face, ye ken the type

Squat powerful troll thrust

Arrogant swagger, Setirday night stagger

Batter yer cunt in jist fir looking it him

Wrong or right

Disnae maitter jist wants a fight

Bulging gut thit gets hame

20 minutes afore he dis

He hud a sorrowful ink trail

Ay tears tattooed oan his cheeks

Ah saw in passing, wisnae gonnae stare

Fuck no, value ma teeth in ma heid

N ah thought noo there's a cunt

Whae's either hud a hard life

Or is a lunatic

Or a moron

Or aw three

Thank fuck ah'll nivir ivir

Hae tae find oot

Yin way or

The ither.


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