Walking The Walkman Mishap Rap Poem by Ray Mather

Wallis with his Walkman
Truckin’ down the street,
Gives no respect
To the people he meet.
Wearin’ his Ray-Bans,
Shuttin’ out the light;
Struttin’ like a bantam,
A real cool sight.

Wallis with his Walkman
Step across the road,
Ain’t got no time
For the Highway Code.
Wearin’ his earphones,
Pluggin’ in the sound,
Can’t hear no traffic
A-bustlin’ around.

Wallis with his Walkman
Didn’t hear no bus,
Suffered some abrasions
And a bit concuss.
Lyin’ in Casualty
With the latest chart
But this time the beat
Is a-comin’ from his heart.

Wallis without his Walkman
Finally discharged
A bandage on his leg
And his head enlarged.
Limpin’ down the pavement,
Now I think he know,
Havin’ learnt his lesson
Him watchin’ where he go!



© Ray Mather 1996