Red-Headed
06-03-2013, 07:04 AM
He was just an old man
who’d come out for a pint
on the Bank Holiday.
Bent almost double
he walked with a metal walking stick,
the sort they give you at the hospital.
He was wearing black trainers
and a beige Harrington jacket.
Slowly and shakily
he walked out
to the beer garden,
pint in one hand, stick in the other.
A mad dog ran up to him and barked,
he said nothing as it hounded him.
Just limped to a table
and drank his beer.
Shakespeare claimed that dogs barked at Richard III.
I think that he had a disability as well.
who’d come out for a pint
on the Bank Holiday.
Bent almost double
he walked with a metal walking stick,
the sort they give you at the hospital.
He was wearing black trainers
and a beige Harrington jacket.
Slowly and shakily
he walked out
to the beer garden,
pint in one hand, stick in the other.
A mad dog ran up to him and barked,
he said nothing as it hounded him.
Just limped to a table
and drank his beer.
Shakespeare claimed that dogs barked at Richard III.
I think that he had a disability as well.