Mark Heathcote (22/03/66 / Manchester)
A Common Brother
Red squirrel your grey brother
Has more earthly power
Then you in all your frivolous fire!
He does wrinkle-out the lower
Where you have climbed the higher!
And this has made the difference
To the bane star of his eye
Where you my red brother
Eat your last supper and die.
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