Submitted by Anonymous on Wed, 21/04/2010 - 8:36pm.
Two Misunderstandings Don’t Make An Understanding.
I was frightened when;
About midnight,
Beneath a street light.
The sounds of pain?
A woman cried.. again, again, again, again, again.
A man crushed her breast and pulled her hair.
His jerking buttocks were bare.
His back to me.
She, saw me running to her there.
But left me in no doubt
When from over his shoulder she fiercely shouted out,
“Fuck off, you fucking pervert!”
Something after enjoying "crossroads" - a rhyme.
Two Misunderstandings Don’t Make An Understanding.
I was frightened when;
About midnight,
Beneath a street light.
The sounds of pain?
A woman cried.. again, again, again, again, again.
A man crushed her breast and pulled her hair.
His jerking buttocks were bare.
His back to me.
She, saw me running to her there.
But left me in no doubt
When from over his shoulder she fiercely shouted out,
“Fuck off, you fucking pervert!”