Chav's Galore Poem by Victoria Ritchie

Chav's Galore

Rating: 5.0


They walk around, with their arses showing,
Their population, unfortunately growing,
With beat boxes heard, about in the street,
Looking all hard, unfriendly to greet,
Tracksuits dragging, on the floor,
Its no longer paradise, its chav's galore.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jon Lloyd 29 January 2007

I sympathise in a BIG way with the sentimnent of this piece... Jx.

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