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Heyday
On those days when the news was slow,
Editors of a bygone age
Would hold the paper’s front page till
A tasty story reared its head.
You needed nerves of steel to bet
On beating deadlines with a splash:
A murder or a bank held up,
A bishop, caught in flagrante.
It was what the public wanted:
Big pictures, tearful confessions,
Have-a-go heroes, raffish cads,
Embitter...
Wednesday 12th October 2022 5:36 pm
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