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The Ballad Of Billy Nomates
The Ballad Of Billy Nomates
You were bigger than a bus,
with a face as red as Martian dust
and a neck that started somewhere in your crown.
I was small and insecure,
as I approached the guarded door,
knowing that you were about to put me down.
You were giving me that look
that said you couldn’t give a fuck
for my need to get beyond the ticket box.
...Wednesday 24th July 2013 7:18 pm
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