15
Red April

While ever the sperm still swims
there's a chance that life can win.
But draws, nil-nils, one-ones,
the horrid April the Reds lived that spring
saw their eager, fragile hope
flapping against other hopes
down the home straight,
struggling.

Stevie and Carra were in the john,
chatting on as they had done
since they were babbies.
it's not fucking comin off, is it,
even with the Kid!
FUUCCCKKKKKSSS SAAAAKKKEEEE!!!
They were finishing up,
slapping their junk and giving it a shake, sadly.