Luke Timms

Rookie (20th november 1989 / Ipswich, England)

The Nightclubs Limerick - Poem by Luke Timms

The Nightclubs are filled with such glee,
They say its a place to go when you're free,
Can only hear drums,
Blokes grinding bums,
And all the f*cking people smell like wee.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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