When the inimitable Mr. Pen and my bad self were walking through Shoreditch,
in passing a bum,
who was in turn
passed out in a corner,
Mr. Pen quipped:
“Let’s steal his shoes”
To which I replied:
“Maybe we should check whether he’s dead first”
It wasn’t until a good hour later that we realized
that what we had just made
was not a funny
Then we went out and spent the annual budget
of a small African nation on food.
“Quip” was a collaboration between myself and Mr. Pen circa 2006.