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Hindley Street

Hindley Street

Friday night, it’s one loud loop
from hospital to dayem! drunken
brawl scene and black-eye again

along the jutted journey begin
Bohemian backstreet grooves
Campus-side sprayed-up pieces

corner capped by discreet hotel
Italian or Indian bistros of class
juxtaposing perpendicular pub

sore sleazy strip soon follows
eye candy placards provocative
entice inexperienced idle eagles

beats bounce across businesses
dodging the burn-off of hookahs
that perfume pumped pedestrians

flashing bodily services beckon
random Asian massage mgmt.
tantalising hasty tattoos to go

Greek or Arab style l8nite kebab
slurp coffee or cough up for pokie
selection of American trash taco

bodies zigzag in shapes and sizes
all sorts converge alone together
wallets, purses or empty pockets

bulls-Española ram into taxis
traces of penance leak culture
turban, sword, jade, other cruxes

unhinged cussers ramble curses
beggars in rags bumming fags
haunt main monopoly franchises

over-watered stags emit excuses
else swing their red raw brawn
a flurry of blind-thrown abuses

now patriotic colours combine
with bright white and blue
as victims are siphoned by siren

Friday night, it’s one loud loop
from hospital to dayem! drunken
brawl scene and black-eye again

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