A Malc vision of the near future

This is the story of

Malcolm McDermott

A nice story of love

But a nice story its not



I myself, me indeed

Lived a quiet life

That was until

I met my future wife



I met her at reading

Pissed as a fish

Falling about the plaice

Beard wonky on my face



Past Kelly?s mushroom cloud

Though the haze

In tipples group of girls

I met someone?s gaze



Face of thunder

A reject from house of tipple

She had a 2 left feet

And a third nipple



But I saw past these

I floated up above trees

Kissed her on the... Oh my

I you must have been 'king high



Forty four years

Still going strong

I manage look at her

But think that's just wrong.



Written as a prediction

2 years Max.



Nick Burdett

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Thank you abbie, for the use of your surname. You rock my world...

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