Croydon Poem by Antony Glaser
Croydon
hoarding shops on the isle of ridiculousness
the feral pigeons pontificate
the leaking roof of the civic theatre stays
you've seen better days
you've blundered into desperation
bankrupted twice
and now you're turning the middle
of town into millionaires flatlets
ill afforded by the minions
even our local Market is shrinking
The Central library feels lobotomised
is it part privatised?
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