Little Gangsta:

[tectak]

I exercised the old bones
and crawled to the corner shop
today, the entrance was full;think maybe fstop after"today" otherwise accept that "Today, the entrance was full" looms.
little arse-biting twelve year olds.
Scruffy cunts all, and cheeky with it. The use of character vernacular and that of the writer have become one. I do not find this strange but it leads to judgemental bias which alters or taints my critique. I hope you don't mind as Elton John once said. Twice, then he wrote down the words.
'Give us a fag you fat cunt.
'Give us a fiver you old goaty bastard.'
All of them threatening
like yellowed teeth
in a monster's maw. Yes. I am beside you right now.

I took my cig's out and lit one.
'Here,' I said passing it.
Little Mister Pissy said 'Thanks',
then screamed as the hot coal
pierced his lips.
Once he realised what had happened
he stopped howling,
his mates gawking like geese.

The penknife hot-lips pulled out
made me cautiously chuckle.
I clipped his ear,
and they all traipsed in
behind me, like some kind of grey worm;
while I bought a Daily Star
then wriggled out when I left.

'Oy you! you fucker?'
the worm head shouted.
Turning i asked 'What'
'Av you gotta light please'
he begged.

What a difference that one little word makes.Please. Unshakeable commitment verse. Story...purpose...point made. Even the use of the last word suggests triumph over the sebaceously challenged iconic yoof.
I have to say, though? and how pedantic can one man be, you do appear to have lost control of the nomadic question mark in the last stanza....er...?
Best,
Tectak