Catford Poem by Stefan Splawinski

Catford



a stadium for the common man
theres no need to omit dinner
greyhounds provide your sport
and father backed 7.30 winner

suburb of expired aspirations
people with unpretending pose
types who tell it so bluntly
by talking through their nose

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UK South East London dog track
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