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In Keswick I Walked Tall
In Keswick I Walked Tall
I walked the streets of Heywood
In my paper-round years,
I walked and walked, mimicked the dogs
That snarled at the letter box,
But none of it was my choice.
My Siddal Moor Schooling was
An escape from Sutherland
Where the boys and the girls from
The council estate,
Snarled at their world of a
One by one clic...
Friday 18th November 2011 7:49 pm
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