WHAT IF I

What if I smoked cannabis
and on dope hit the bong,
got the heft of blue gorilla’s,
had a glory of James Bond?

What if I wore style gear
and excessively perfumed
under pressure of love fever
came to known lass to loot?

What if I cast out spirits
of the bodies, sick or dead,
falling out with the priests
and provoking them go mad?

What if I was a nightmare
for the banking sacks of rich,
broke the banks once in a pair
leaving them in deep black pitch?

What if I was a gang leader
with a cosh and with a gun,
having buzz as mere freedom
and the killing as a fun?

 Would you liked me if I was?
23.01.2021


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