In a Monumental Clash

[pollywog]

The ****** prince of gutter poets was bounced out of the room.
And the bodyguards of greed could only headbutt the walls thirsting in the pit of despair...Furious!

Fot not tear gas nor baton charge could stop The Great One taking the city.

And I, addict of Metropolis, hooked on Cosmopolis enlightened the populace slamdancing to Necropolis...

While the strummer played and rocked the Casbah, The Shareef indeed liked it.