Oh the little fake brats
The burn their crosses
Dye their hair black
And pierce themselves for fun
They come into the music store
All in black and pink
And go look at the instruments
To see what they want
"Oh this one looks cool"
One goes pointing at a black fender jazz bass
The one I've been wanting for a month
I cringe when she picks it up
Holds it wrong
And smiles when she says she feels it
I want to scream
One walks over to me
"How much is that guitar" She askes
I almost die
"It's not a guitar."
I have to be nice
I just got hired, they'll fire me
"Yes it is!"
"I work here, it's a fucking bass." I grit my teeth
"Oh love that band! I saw them in concert last week."
She points to my shirt
"Theres no way." I reply
the Sex Pistols haven't been together since Sid died
"Uh-huh! You're mean."
She shakes her hair in my face and struts off
real punk rock we have there
Author notes
I tried to make it flwo but it ended up being about my work and all of the poser ass kids who come in there and try to play. Goddamn them all, I know how you feel man
Written April 2nd, 2005
A contest entry
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300 points, ended May 6, 2005, 4 entries
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nyahahah... very funny ^^
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Great! I love the comment about the Sex Pistols!
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"Oh love that band! I saw them in concert last week."
She points to my shirt
"Theres no way." I reply
the Sex Pistols haven't been together since Sid died
"Uh-huh! You're mean."
She shakes her hair in my face and struts off
real punk rock we have there
woah this is hilarious.i hope its not a real story!
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I salute you, dude. I'm flippin tired of those fricken posers wanna-be's who are just trying to be cool.
I still find it entertaining when those type of girls walk into Hot Topic with their moms and whine and complain in the middle of the store!
//Rock On\\

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