Coach Trippers Poem by Yvonne Rautenbach

Coach Trippers

Rating: 5.0


Humpty backs
In drip dry slacks
Nibbling at iced buns like rats
Handbags black and hang like bats
Sneering at the girls in plaits
Coats on backs
From sacks of the rich
Powdered like a panto witch
Toppling bellies
Wasted legs
Reading their future in the dregs

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