Maurice Diplock Poems

I planted arose for someone,
for someone who is no longer there.

I planted that rose for someone,
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Spain is sounding,
pounding.
Fireworks attacking,
cracking.
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I work forty miles from home,
so I drive eighty miles a day.
I quite enjoy the journey
it give me time to pray.
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We, ve got a bit of a rota,
a rota to make the tea.
There's only two people on it,
that's just June and me.
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