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Quarry Hill Flats

these days you order on line

vans implement your wishes

no cash shall change hands

for suds or tempting dishes

 

different when I was a lad

delivery boy on black bike

box of groceries out front

what immobile ladies like

 

up stone stairs and knock

"come in for a cup of tea!"

listening to old loneliness

smells of body odour, pee

 

dreaded old Mrs Granell...

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