Last of the Woad Blue Lovers
some sound advice
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There's a fight, sir!
There’s a fight, Sir By the lockers, Sir And Aidan’s battered Paul Daniel’s strangled Jordan Cos Jordan took his ball Isaac’s ripped his shirt sir And Michael spat on Sue
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Come to Peterborough!
Come to Peterborough! A place of unusual beauty With houses so cheap most don’t pay stamp duty Our team may be called ‘the posh’ but believe me they ain’t snooty
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At home
This just came to my mind after reading the excellent poem by Artisus, The Concept.
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Lost Sons Of Erin
See the cold cruel sea how she's taken from me , my sons from the shore and no more do I see, the wind through their hair or rain beat their face , it's too long they've been gone,
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Nick Cave.
I know you live nearby- Sited in Snooper's Paradise Swinging in a black leather trench Clenching the reluctant fist Of your son. He doesn't care how dark you are Or the way You spat out
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Sitting on the Fence
Who's a pretty boy then?
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Skins
We grease in bed for hours- 11 episodes of Skins Punctuated by flicking crumbs Off my pigeon chest. At 12.12, We try out our worst insults: 'You are not even an echo
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