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I wish I could daydream like I did when I was a kid

when I was sat in primary school

bored out of my head

no teacher ever really got to me

I had daydreams only

occasionally they would be broken

on a rainy morning

when I'd see a mate strolling late

past the school gates

and I’d be encouraged at the sight of him

cos the day would become way better

than it had begun

there was a lot of fun to be had

even in days suc...

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Steve stepped onto the met

and was immediately recognised

by another inspector

who greeted him with,

"Fuck me! How have you got a day off?"

I can't remember how Steve replied exactly 

but I remember him being amused

and happy to see his chirpy colleague.

They talked loudly above the wailing

of the met along the tracks.

The met was barely empty.

It had just gone 4 pm.

It was a week before Chr...

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