Should a special Rugby League Court be established for the speedy expedition of players' cases?

Silhouetted
Hounds,
Owing to the
Undulation of the hotels on the hills, casting shadows as
Light becomes
Dark.

A

Spectrum of
Pectrums.
Early
Childhood
Ideology.
Antisociality
Leaks into

Roger's
Underpants.
Grubby
Boxers from
Yesterday.

Len's
Everywhere: The
Alice;
George's;
Underground.
ECSTASY PILLS, LEN?

Couldn't mate, couldn't,
Oh, well,
Unless you were up, up for getting
Really ratted
Tonight?

Bender's on.
ECSTASY PILLS!

Every cloud
Silver,
Tan,
Maybe
A
Beige.
Lines
Into clubs, in clubs. You know what they
Say.
Hard to
Exit a toilet with your
Dick in your hand, or

Frost on your nose.
Oi, Len?
Ramp up?

There's a
Heap of tail in here, eh?
ECSTASY PILLS!

Shit,
Pinging a bit now,
Eating my face, almost up to my
Ear.
Dancefloor?
Yeah, sure.

Eh there, aren't you that famous
Xylophone
Player?
Ease up, babe, you know what I
Do,
I
Tackle, run, and shit.
I know.
Of course I,
No.

Oh come on.
Fuck.

Pinging, you know it, you
Love me, I know I do. I'm
Ace, experience beyond my
Years.
ECSTASY PILLS!
Roger's back,
S'ensational player,

Creational, he's
Aspirational, inspirational,
Sensitive at most times.
ECSTASY PILLS!
Slap. Door's open. I'm home.