Most pictures and words from Anthony C Murphy

Thursday, 21 June 2012


Santa’s independence came early
But I was fourteen
When I thought
About that mass irrelevance in the room
My dad came home sometimes and I was glad to see him
My god
The reason for priests was his reluctance
To have any authority
We would all be ratherly feathered down
Than have their lives
Of betting on two foot dogs again
To escape trap four 
We all had a plan
And I was willing
He asked me to visit the clinic with him
fill his cup
He knew I would not fail
Virgin on the desperate as I was
Towards a girlfriend
I had to do both of ours
Being young and dumb and full
Of himself
He could not muster a dash
His condiments were dried up
He got paid of course

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