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Tuesday, 6 May 2025
Bully Dad Bully Son
Bully
Dad
Bully
Son
Bully Dad & Bully Son
along the Prom
Bank Holiday Sunday
taking up its whole width
Bully Dad next to the railings
Bully Son next to the road on his bike
Where’s Mum?
Is she a bully as well?
(The Chorus)
“How do you know they were bullies you
effete poet?”
They were taking up a lot of land
You know, like Israel
They were being blatant about their
territorial rights
They had faces like bulldogs
They'd never been taught to smile
They were menacing
They had bad energy
What more can I say?
(Chorus)
“You just hate the Working Class!”
Silence from my side.
Does being on the breadline make you a
bully?
I pondered
They weren’t scruffy, just intimidating
They’d been having eye contact classes
The lens of life seen through
Take, take, take
“Dad’s on foot and I’m on my bike”
“We’re just practicing self defence”
“Get your retaliation in first”
Look lad, the lower middle class have
rights too you know!
