I saw Trevor Mcdonald
at the train station.
We locked eyes,
and went off our separate ways.
to carry on his probably important
which he was having on his mobile,
and relinquish any memory
of the scruffy girl on the platform.
to get on my train,
then text my friends and family
something generic like
“OMG just saw Trev Mcdo! x”
and for them to reply something like:
“LOL he is a ledge x”
Sir Trevor would never text
such abbreviated tripe as that.
My girlfriend had to
wipe her sour grapes
all over my claim of fame
by saying that Trevor Mcdonald
used to be a wife beater.
I said if he was I’m sure he would
have reported himself
on News at Ten.