Life Continues

I stole a glance through the thick fog
Put it into my black overcoat pocket
Nearly ran out of the corner shop with my prize
Round the corner I had a shifty

A glance, I’d knicked a glance
Aye, Aye lad, what’s that you’ve got
Nothing ossifer honest
None of your cheek now. Lets have a butchers

Platt and sun just round’t corner
Nice sausages I hear
I’ve warned you before. No lip
Or its a short car ride to the station

Aside,  mouth covered, gazing at the audience
I can’t afford that
By golly no. Better be polite
Just a card for me mothers birthday

Good lad. Always remember your ma
She’ll love you if no-one else will
Thought he’d never go Jimmy rapped
Elaine emerging from the shadows

What the hell do you want
Oh nothing
What did you nick from Patels?
Jimmy blushed and stammered angrily

Get lost, go on piss off!
Temper, temper Jimmy
You’d better be sweet with me or
A lot of people will stop seeing you for an angel

Applause from the seats
Lights darken, curtain drops, red and plush
Life continues
Yet we still chop it into Acts.