I never said a word!
Do I smell?
No, I’ve had a wash.
Am I too fat?
Maybe, but not obese,
No excess blubber
To roll over
Into your lap.
Don’t worry…
I’m not offended.
I realise it’s about comfort
And you want your own chair.
I was going to…
Tell you to ‘fuck off’ anyway
As you’ve got ginger hair.
Dulwich Poet 21st November 2013
(Sat on a bus heading for work, the seat next to me empty, someone walks past and doesn’t sit down…)
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