When the off license asks

I've been 2 months

Checks the crack

On their forehead

Should comb a hair

Over that







And these Czech shoes

Are a bloody reminder

And this town

Is not much different

The clothes, the stooped appearance







Over the hill

goes killer civil servant







I still remember

The white leafy border

The scheiss in winter







Over the hill

goes killer civil servant







There's a song she had before

Borough town

That had the snappy rejoinder







Who's there?

What's wrong?

Clear off!