Speaking in Tongues

and Armed to the Teeth

I Made up my Mind to produce

an impressive Body of Work

through a combination of Elbow Grease,

Blood, Sweat and Tears.


Needless to say it was a Hand to Mouth existence

at first, but I had the Guts to Face up

to the Challenge ahead

while I waited to get my Foot in the door.


Now while I didn’t want to stick my Neck out

Pride is my Achilles Heel,

(I won’t tug my Forelock to Anybody)

and, frankly, I

just didn’t see Eye to Eye

with the Head Office.

The Dick Head there

Thought he was Hip.

Had a Chip-on-his Shoulder

and kept giving me Lip.

It Got my Back Up.

Got to the Point

I couldn’t Stomach it anymore

either, so one day I vented my Spleen

and Got it all off my Chest.

Then I got it in the Neck,

of course,

that Lily-Livered Bastard had no Heart

But demonstrating my Intestinal Fortitude,

I passed this Teste of Character

(passed a Kidney Stone

in the process, too!)

But it was still no go.

He just looked down his Nose

and gave me the Finger!


What a Cock up!

That Cheeky Flat-Foot was a right

Mouthy Bastard alright.

You know the Type.

Ear to the Ground.

Word to the Wise.

Fingers in every Pie..

So I Kneed him in the Groin

and Legged it quick after that

(wouldn’t you?)


More Arse than Class

if you ask me.




The Reverend Hellfire..

the name speaks for itself.



~ by reverendhellfire on October 8, 2017.

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