Sunday, 14 April 2019


‪There’s a dog the size‬‬
Of a large child
Sniffing ancient carpet
& builder’s boots
I’m breaking teeth
On scratchings
Where time & pride
Are in cahoots
They’re lap-topping
Down the local
& missing all the action
Their only words
Are Wi-fi passed 
Say it again
As before I have said
They’re keeping this pub
They’re keeping this pub

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