I’ve been on an eight mile hike with my mate, getting out of town.
Up roads, to the Waterworks to give a witch my Amelia Earhart spell.
Venturing through farmer’s fields, over dry stone walls and under barbed wire fences.
Wondering, where’s the damn path?
Up to Bishop’s Park monument, ******* crazy view of crap Oldham,
Manchester and distant Warrington. I went to look at the distance marker but some cunt had nicked it!
How high up are we, one thousand feet I think.
Back down to get ale and kebab, into town.
We saw a homeless cunt who wished us,
“Have a shit evening lads!”
**** you too tramp!
We saw the after affects of a lad being hurt,
fifty yard blood trail that led from the back of the ambulance to another pub.
My shit town, we escaped for a bit.