Friday
Night
by Mark Burney
Flail of fist
Shrill shocked scream
Darker feelings
Than any bad dream
Sibling battle
Has begun
Chair is broken
Turn and run
Must escape
Through window pane
No, go through door
Big Al complains
In Saint Anns
Find him there
Finding pieces
Of broken chair
Climb the wall
Pull the leg
Here comes a cop
No time to peg
Bacon saved
By poshest spice
Churning stomach
Is not so nice
Tuesday's show
May not go right
Might need harmonica
'Cos of Friday night
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