I used to dream my life away,
I even worshipped Ronnie Kray!
Good or evil, right or wrong
I liked my heroes to be strong!

You may think me a bloody fool
But I was bullied at my school,
I was a weakling in those days
But then I read about the Krays.

Ron was my favourite of the two
Because he offered something new,
It doesn't matter what you say,
My idol was both strong and gay! !

A life of glamour and of crime
That has inspired this little rhyme,
It was a sort of teenage craze,
Those villains in their Glory Days! !

John Thorkild Ellison

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-coward-s-confession/