Monday, 2 March 2009

The Concert

Josh sprinted towards the concert,
Running through the pain and hurt.
He crashed into the bouncer at the entrance gate.
The bouncer shook his head. “Sorry mate, you’re five minutes late.”
“What?!” Josh panted. “How can you not let me in for that?”
The Bouncer smiled, “Because, I’m a prat.”

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