FULCRUMWhen was the point the balance tipped?
Carless youth flipped
Was it the day we changed
She took the Pill
And just to be sure
the icing on the cake
Rodents behind her skirting
Her friend used nothing, never darkening
Threw precaution to the winds
Got laid in various locations
with many mouse-like men
and lion-tamer types to no avail
It will have to go
OUT TO DRY
She cannot face the morning unless she's done a line.
Clothes in a jumbled mess, she checks the paraphernalia.
She's ready to go. Measures out the fine white powder, sniffs,
Enough time left, and enough rope for a single hanging,
Driving rain arrived last night in a Scirocco from the East,
They'd been saving up, they must get in, tonight'd be a storm,
"It's not fair!" they said, looking up, as the rain kept falling down
They were running scared, and scarpered fast, down the nearest drain,
How can I be chased and chaste?
Listen. Tinsel is silent
Having a pulse is a definite plus
Why did the music jar?
A few pints. A punt. Lots of panting
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