Tom Dylan

One of the Lads

He wants to be one of the lads

and although football bores him to tears

he watches all the live games on TV

so he can join in the talk with his friends.

 

He hates the taste of lager

but he downs pint after fizzy pint,

enviously eyeing the old man in the flat cap

as he sips his pint of real ale.

 

He listens to loud lairy rock music

with all its swagger and machismo

but classical music speaks to him

in ways he can\'t explain.

 

He refers to his local Indian restaurant

as the curry-house and always orders

the hottest dish on the menu

even though he\'ll suffer the next day.

 

He wants to be one of the lads,

he ticks the boxes and wears all the brands

but inside there\'s a hollow emptiness

 he finds it best not to dwell on.