Anorak
Walking in my anorak down memory lane
I realised my toggles were driving me insane
So I bit them off
Walking hoodless in the dark foreboding rain
Anorak Anorak all alone
Run away
Run away and find your way home
Your heads in a map
Your eyes in the clouds
Your looking for planes for crying out loud!
Anorak anorak you look so sad
Your forty tomorrow, but still act like a lad
Your heart was broken at thirty eight
When your love was stranded at terminal four
For the love of a boeing that you'd spotted before
Anorak anorak run home from the rain
There's always tomorrow to go spot a train
Anorak anorak run home to your mum
Your forty tomorrow and still chewing gum
You still wear your superman night shirt to bed
Your a cry baby buntin tucked up in your bed
molly coddled and pampered when will it end?
Your a loner a loser without a friend
But your anorak keeps you wrapped up and warm
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poem by Yvette Smith
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