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So How Nottingham Were You?
“eight Shippo’s a night youth
with a pack of No.6
loyal to the local economy
proud of where I lived,
never owned a Chopper though,
much to my chagrin,
every other Saturday
Trent End hooligan
serial movie matinees
at the ABC
a penny got the first one in
who let the others in for free
meet me at the Lions
don’t you know your left from right
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Wednesday 22nd August 2012 7:43 pm
Knowing Souls
Implied persuasion,
By three knowing souls
Left a vision of what could have been.
A momentary relapse,
Like Lady Macbeth, blinded
Misguided, bitter raged
Baby beaten on her breast.
Innocent youth taken
Shaken by protector.
No milk of human kindness,
To be sweetened, swallowed
Just a poisoned evil that is given at first breath.
An undone deat...
Tuesday 5th June 2012 4:43 pm
The Kissing Game
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