Saturday night

Outside the take-away, Saturday night
-a bald adolescent, asks me out for a fight
He was no bigger than a two-penny fart
he was a deft exponent of the martial art
-He gave me three warnings:
Trod on me toes, stuck his fingers in my eyes
-and kicked me in the nose
A rabbit punch made me eyes explode
My head went dead,
I fell in the road I pleaded for mercy
I wriggled on the ground ...he kicked me in the balls
and said something profound...
Gave my face the millimetre tread
Stole me chop suey and left me for dead
~johnny clarke~~~~
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