15... Charvey

Abuse and dread,

From the boy with the capped clotted crown,

Get stuffed you burberry ned,

His aim, to bring me down.


Down to the level of muck,

He swings, I duck,

It fires again,

I move, followed by a combination of ten.


Ten fingers in the face,

Two fists to put him out of the race,

Is it enough, two blows,

Not sure, but here goes.


Feet and fists fire back,

But accuracy this boy does lack.


Right back at ya with a ferrocious attack,

Ones and two, then finished with a shoe,

Now what to do,

Esacpe the scene and get clean.