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The Streets End Where they Begin

...And the streets
end where they begin.

A tsunami
of beer,
blood,
and late night
take away punch ups
explain the
disused face masks,
each stamped
with the footprints
of drunken youth
oblivious to there role
in there selfish
uncaring folly
cochending
in a orgy of
stupidity of
the highest order.

...of course I blame
the parents!
Written by zenithquasar77 (Marcus cooke)
Published
Author's Note
a poem about the ignorant fuck-tards not following rules, and increasing presume on us health care workers.
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