Six Glasgow Poems
(1) THE GOOD THIEF
heh jimmy
yawright ih
stull wayiz urryi
ih
heh jimmy
ma right insane yirra pape
ma right insane yirwanny us jimmy
see it nyir eyes
wanny uz
heh
heh jimmy
lookslik wirgonny miss thi gemm
gonny miss thi GEMM jimmy
nearly three a cloke thinoo
dork init
good jobe theyve gote the lights
(2) SIMPLE SIMON
thurteen bluddy years wi thim ih
no even a day aff
jiss gee im thi fuckin heave
weeks noatiss nur nuthin
gee im thi heave
thats aw
ahll tellyi sun
see if ah wiz Scot Symon
ahd tell thim wherrty stuff thir team
thi hole fuckin lota thim
thats right
a bluddy skandal thats whit it iz
a bluddy skandal
sicken yi
(3) COLD, ISN’T IT
wirraw init thigithir missyz
geezyir kross
(4) A SCREAM
yi mist yirsell so yi did
we aw skiptwirr ferz njumptaffit thi lights
YIZIR AW PINE THEY FERZ THIMORRA
o it wizza scream
thaht big shite wiz dayniz nut
tellnyi jean
we wirraw shoutn backit im
rrose shoutit shi widny puhllit furra penshin
o yi shooda seeniz face
hi didny no wherrty look
thing iz tay
thirz nay skool thimorra
thi daft kunt wullny even getiz bluddy ferz
(5) THE MIRACLE OF THE BURD AND THE FISHES
ach sun
jiss keepyir chin up
dizny day gonabootlika hawf shut knife
inaw jiss cozzy a burd
luvur day yi
ach well
gee it a wee while sun
thirz a loat merr fish in thi sea
(6) GOOD STYLE
helluva hard tay read theez init
stull
if yi canny unnirston thim jiss clear aff then
gawn
get tay fuck ootma road
ahmaz goodiz thi lota yiz so ah um
ah no whit ahm dayn
tellnyi
jiss try enny a yir fly patir wi me
stick thi bootnyi good style
so ah wull