Black and blue, so sore, I say,
Castleknock Henry, I saw today,
He did not like it, me visiting him,
Whopped my arse and made it sting.
I tried to calm him, make us friends,
It enraged him more, not make amends,
He spat and scratched and punched me hard,
I retreated fast fighting a rear guard
The Crazymad Writer Writes Again 