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Colin Murnane

Obesity

That drunken slut,
With swollen gut
and rusted butt,
loved that fiver
then washed it down
she'll never choke
her loving throat - In her kind of town

Outside
A dog barks
A carpark is full
Of sirens and stains
Drink is sunk
A young punk
Pisses on a wall again
Not wanting any mission
Dead dogs
Crashed cars
As that drink goes out of fashion
Learn the lesson
Let it pass
And don't ask
Kiss that ass
What's the line?
Where's the cash?
Take a smoke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Drink a coke
Say the words that matter.
While you fuck you measure.
That's how Fat Bastards get even fatter.

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Biography

Colin now lives in London. He grew-up in Greystones, County Wicklow, and as he grew was awarded by Prudential Young Irish Writers, Poetry Ireland, and won a Wicklow Schools Short Story Competition. He wrote and directed a short film, 'Beach', which won the Trinity College film festival some years ago. He has presented television, acted and comedied for about 10 years, a few years mis-spent at RTE have been followed by a successful career in London with BBC FiveLive, SKY, Carlton, Granada and many other digital and satellite channels. He is finishing a collection of short stories and vows to stay in London until the 'Tiger Irish' stop being 'New-Americans' … or until he stops being angry about it all and decides to shop with them instead.



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