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heatwave
it were cracking’t pavements
the sky were chelsea blue
you were sucking cider
from an ice lolly
cos they said it made yer drunk
and we pretended it did
when yer scored a goal
on’t hay coloured pitch
yer mates were hot ‘n sweaty
and their celebrations
trickled down yer back
and salted yer lips
there were standpipes
at end’er sherwood...
Wednesday 10th April 2019 12:36 pm
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