There was a girl last night
At the club
Outside in a smoke screen
Talking about her 20km walk for breast cancer
Short patterned skirt
Tight black singlet – all boobs
Fake Chanel bag, rummaging for fire within
She described the walk……
“Weather was a bitch,
I was hungover like a cunt”
I laughed at the time – drinks helped with that
I can’t help but think
What would my grandma say
Had she have heard her?
The language of the free and easy.