Always On The Move Poem by Phil Soar

I ran away when I was six
With just a box of weetabix
I ate them all, and had the shits
I came back home when I was six

I wandered off when I was eight
To learn if I could masturbate
But all the rubbing made me sore
So I went home and played some more

I buggered off when I was Nine
I took a friend named Adeline
She showed me hers, I showed her mine
We tried hard, but we were only nine

I disappeared when I was Ten
I tried with adeline again
But she had grown some pubes by then
I went and got my haircut!