QUEENS Park is in Bolton, 

Manchester, 

She is gone, 

A blonde little angel, 

We knew her dad, 

She went to a private school,

El Pintor was there Rach my friend and even though she slept with my husband, 

When she visited me I held her hand, 

We wept together, 

Why take the blonde little girl God, 

And not me and Rach, 

With all our sins, 

Poor Alan our sculptor friend,

Was there too, 

He helped her as she was dying, 

You must have a path for me God, 

I contact and contact, 

My sister, 

Are they OK, 

 Are my nephews OK,

Dear Lord with help me through this day

I don't  like fanatics of all sorts xx 

..rip angel ? ................

Nicola Byrnes