Jack
I'm not unemployed.
I'm just not working at the moment.
School now seems a distant shame
of ball games, half-lies at lunchtime,
and teachers fearing the worst.
I'm not studying either.
Yeah, I got into uni,
so did Annabel.
Two Arts degrees does not a life make.
So we both chucked it.
University is too serious.
I'm eighteen years old,
too young to work forever,
too old to stay home.
Annabel and I make love most afternoons,
which, as you can imagine,
passes the time
but
I don't think we can make money out of it,
or learn much, although, we have learnt something...
I want to leave town
I want to leave town
I want to leave.
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