The Uglies

THE      UGLIES

He stood slouched and dirty and hopeless
She was desperately  cigaretteless
They were breedless but together
Uglified in a natural way altogether
Uglicity personified
Their mothers would be horrified

No homes, no money, just  beggarhood
Together outside  Mc Connel’s  fast food
(They were prominent users of the toilet)
Scrounging   cash for  chicken nugget   -
Real chicken   -   beaks and feet   - 
And stayed for the free  cosy  heat

Sipping my latte and  nibbling a waffle
Eyeballing  his coat maybe won in a raffle
They did everything together horribly
The pair were well-matched    -  ugly .
I watched how they lowered the tone,
Then I   left   in  disgust   -   alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
October 13, 2010 at 9:05 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry this beautiful morning Sydney. May your day be full of inspiration. Love, Carol
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October 12, 2010 at 2:10 PM
sad state... down on their luck
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