Anyway, here's a short one in the style of JCC. Sorry John.
Punk
Denim-clad,
hormones in flux
I marked
the days and all the fucks
I didn't
give about the scene
Described
in Smash Hits magazine.
I had my
mum take in my flares,
I
revelled in John's vacant stares.
I drank
light ale, it made me drunk
The day
that I invented punk.
'God
save the Queen'. The village rang
With
obscene strangled songs I sang
On
adolescent foot patrol,
On fire
with hate and rock n roll.
But no
one heard the angry kid
Or felt
the ennui I did -
They
were indoors watching TV
The day
that punk invented me.
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