Apparently you (we)
need to start carrying knives
when walking around wolseley,
or even river heights.
Girls shaking in their boots.
Boys lookin for fights
with scary natives,
and the odd aggressive hobo.
Threats that are hardly present.
Blades tucked into hightop vans,
and hidden away
in not-so-warm winter coats.
The length we'll go to protect
our lucky extra
and the girls too,
I suppose.
In the winter,
imaginations run wild.