Everyman stepping on their toes, name on spine;
A Bullwark episode from number 58. "We want to be aware"
"What's stopping us?" "We know what we've got to offer" and
People are exhausted; "I think the way the Pope does"
"It's to see what they actually do - get in first, it's business!"
"I hate the Italians because they betrayed their own leaders"
We didn't agree on everything even before I knew what I thought
Stripped of a voice, cut down to nawt, bellowing forgotten words
as noises; you just take it all and lie down to wait for nothing
Scouting was a diversion. Athletics distracted. Exercise in general;
The soft red oozing of a sliced open hand on fireworks night
A token of the contempt and disdain your mother would always show to
beer bottles and drinkers, people under 'the influence' and having fun
"Don't do that. We are going to have to apply for funds. Not council funds though.
They're all gone". I remember collecting wood lice from the rockery
Kept em all in a big jar with lettuce and air holes. Lice Olympics.
1973. Where did all the gravy go? What happened to tartan patched jeans?
Food has moved in 30 years and so has the state of the nation;
a mis-spelled search takes me inside the workings of a rodeo bull:
A Bullwark episode from number 58. "We want to be aware"
"What's stopping us?" "We know what we've got to offer" and
People are exhausted; "I think the way the Pope does"
"It's to see what they actually do - get in first, it's business!"
"I hate the Italians because they betrayed their own leaders"
We didn't agree on everything even before I knew what I thought
Stripped of a voice, cut down to nawt, bellowing forgotten words
as noises; you just take it all and lie down to wait for nothing
Scouting was a diversion. Athletics distracted. Exercise in general;
The soft red oozing of a sliced open hand on fireworks night
A token of the contempt and disdain your mother would always show to
beer bottles and drinkers, people under 'the influence' and having fun
"Don't do that. We are going to have to apply for funds. Not council funds though.
They're all gone". I remember collecting wood lice from the rockery
Kept em all in a big jar with lettuce and air holes. Lice Olympics.
1973. Where did all the gravy go? What happened to tartan patched jeans?
Food has moved in 30 years and so has the state of the nation;
a mis-spelled search takes me inside the workings of a rodeo bull:
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