AARON
by Tom Leonard
I AM OF THE RANDOM ONE IN A THOUSAND
WITH AN EXCESS OF CHROMOSONE TWENTY-ONE
I ATTRACT EMPATHY
AND A UNIVERSAL FEELING OF FAMILY
I HAVE A BENT FIFTH FINGER TIP
AND A PROPORTIONATELY LARGE TONGUE
I ATTEND A SPECIAL SCHOOL IN THE WOODLANDS,
WHERE I MEET MY FRIENDS WITH AUTISM
DYSPRAXIA AND ADHD.
WHEN WE GET BORED WITH THE TEACHER
WE GO FOR A WALK AND A CHAT
BEYOND THE WATER OF LEITH
I AM OFTEN STARVING
COS MY FAMILY IN WESTERHAILES
CAN'T PAY THE BILLS.
BUT THE FOOD PARCELS KEEP TUMBLING INTO MY BLOCK
FROM KINDLY SOULS WHO EAT ON THE HOG
AND THE TIT-BITS PULL ME OUT OF MY FOG.
THE GNOME-LIKE HI HEID YIN OF THE ALMIGHTY
SENT US A JOINT OF VENISON FROM THE NEW CLUB LAST WEEK;
COST NINETY-SEVEN QUID, THAT IT DID.
HE MUST KNOW THE MEANING OF JESUS'S LOVE,
HIGH IN HIS LOFT,
ON HIS GILDED PERCH ON PRINCES' STREET,
ENTRANCE FEE ELEVEN HUNDRED POUNDS,
ANNUAL SUBSCRIPTION EIGHT HUNDRED AND FIFTY MORE SMACKERS,
MUST BE CLUBBABLE WITH SNOT-RIDDEN MATES.
NO TRACKSUITS, TEE-SHIRTS, SHORTS, SPORTS CLOTHES OR TRAINERS.
TEACHER'S TEACHING US HOW TO COOK,
WHEN WE HAVE THE INGREDIENTS TO MUSTER,
AND THAT'S WHAT I WANNA BE WHEN I GROW UP
A BIG GRAND CHEF IN A HOTEL IN THE SKY
THAT GIVES DELICACIES TO ALL FAR AND NIGH.
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