DRINK FECKIN RESPONSIBLY

Well no I don't think the Lilt series of poems and pieces I'm writing for Project 365 + 1 will cut it for the fragment genre manuscript mentioned below. But never mind. It's what is working for the moment and I'll come back to the other. Here's a fun piece just posted which brings back great memories. In Belfast they dance, laugh, party and tell it like it is.

LILT x.

DRINK FECKIN RESPONSIBLY!

for Aroona and Mags

They get straight to the point

Drink feckin responsibly

Take a feckin taxi

The taxi we took on our night out

was a karaoke taxi

He was sittin outside the club

waitin for his hens’ party to return

One of the girls chatted him up

took him off duty to take us

to our next venue

We’re all in the back

with microphones in our hands

tryin to sing

sayin is this switched on

can they hear us outside?

We are wettin ourselves

We arrive at the next club

all arguin to pay

fumblin with coins for the fare

The driver says

give us 50p each and fuck off!

We tumble on to the footpath

laughin’ our heads off

© Lizz Murphy

 

Photo: Aroona Murphy