Sat in Stalybridge Railway Station waiting room I (Remove filter)
Just the Three of Us
Speaking to the man opposite
That lady in the corner
sitting like a stone statue
do you believe in ghosts?
Looking bemused he just smiled
unable to stand the pretence
I then sat near her
asking nervously Why so quiet?
She replied Well I never
when I saw you talking
I thought how very odd
seeing you too was alone.
Sunday 1st November 2015 5:16 pm
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