950

Done

Tha vex me, blood; the voice came from the hood

Which stood beside me in the corner shop,

And I admit I thought - this isn't good!

Tha vex me, blood

He said again, before I'd time to hop

Behind a stack of soup tins; so I stood

And said I'm sorry, which seemed to stop

Him in his tracks. i'd not meant to be rude

I mumbled, as he shifted on the spot

Said Tha's ok and left; so I could brood,

Tha vex me, blood.

Brian Hick 2011

©Sally Hick 21.6.23