James Clive

Rookie (14 2 81 / North Wales)

Fun 81 - Poem by James Clive

One trip a year is enough
Trisha shouts through wet ears
Her candyfloss lips go on and on
The front seat on the ghost train is free
But i will leave that for the old gent
He was 81 last Friday
No fuss was made
His wife ran off with a window cleaner from Chester
Trisha looks at me
Through wet eyes


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008



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