Lindsay Crosby

Rookie (Croydon)

Combatting - Poem by Lindsay Crosby

I have brown hair
I am old
I’m even a little fat
I get moody and sometimes I have been a brat
But I did try and save your life

I got a crap job
I have not got two bob
I coo with the pigeons
But I wish I had a religion
But I did at least save a life

I was inches away but I would not have spoken
Yet I readily fly for hours
Confused by my powers
This love will last for years not hours
Someday life will dropp its bomb
And I will slip away without aplomb

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 23, 2006



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