A poem - sort of

This is my contribution to the World Book Day and Night blips. I've been inspired by others who've done this sort of thing before me and when I saw my pile of Irvine Welsh books, I knew I had to blip them. So - here goes.....

Bored with his hobby of Trainspotting
He left his Acid House
To delve into the Bedroom Secrets of the Master Chefs
And was shocked when he found them full of Porno.
Filth! he cried
It's a Crime!
But that night, he experienced an Ecstasy
Of Marabou Stork Nightmares
From which he awoke, covered in Glue