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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528024" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bombed Out Butcher's Shop.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the third day <br>of the holidays <br>you met Janice </div><div style="margin:10px 0">half way up Bath Terrace <br>at the entrance to the flats <br>where she lived with her gran </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she was dressed in her red beret <br>yellow flowered cotton dress <br>white socks and brown sandals </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she smiled when she saw you <br>and said <br>feared you might not show </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I told you I'd be here <br>you said <br>she looked at you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and said <br>I know <br>but some people say things </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but don't show <br>I'm not some people <br>if I say I'll be here </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll be here <br>you said <br>glad you're here </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said <br>Gran doesn't like me <br>going out alone </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she says there are strange men <br>out there who take kids off <br>and do things to them </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and murder them <br>yes<br> you said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I read about that boy <br>they found murdered <br>near here </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she looked concerned <br>don't worry <br>you're with me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my mum told me <br>where to kick them <br>if they try anything on </div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh <br>Janice said as you both <br>walked up to the top </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of the terrace <br>to Harper Road <br>where're we going? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she asked <br>a bombed out <br>butcher's shop </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you replied <br>isn't that dangerous? <br>she asked </div><div style="margin:10px 0">not if we're careful <br>where we tread <br>you said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">isn't that breaking <br>and entering? <br>she asked </div><div style="margin:10px 0">no we don't break in <br>you said <br>we walk in </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the back gate <br>it's not locked <br>oh </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said <br>looking concerned <br>we won't get into trouble </div><div style="margin:10px 0">will we? Gran said <br>she'd tan my backside <br>if I got into trouble </div><div style="margin:10px 0">would I get you into trouble? <br>you asked <br>guess not </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said softly <br>you crossed <br>Harper Road </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and went round the back <br>of the bombed out <br>butcher's shop </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and opened the gate <br>and entered <br>into an empty yard </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you shut the gate <br>after you <br>and she stood gaping </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the back of the shop <br>you showed her <br>the large walk in freezer </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where meat had once <br>been kept <br>now empty </div><div style="margin:10px 0">smelling of piss <br>and damp <br>what if you got locked in? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said <br>the lock's busted <br>you said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh I see <br>she replied <br>her eyes large </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and her mouth open <br>in wonder <br>you took her into </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the shop now empty <br>apart from a large table <br>with a marble top </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where meat <br>had once been cut <br>and chopped up</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it stinks <br>she said <br>yes tramps get in </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sometime and shelter <br>for the night <br>are they here now? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she asked nervously <br>no they go off <br>in the day </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>giving her <br>a smile </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you took her up <br>the creaking stairs <br>to the upper landing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where the sky <br>shone through the roof <br>where a bomb </div><div style="margin:10px 0">had fallen in <br>gosh <br>she said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">how weird <br>one of the rooms <br>had an old bed frame </div><div style="margin:10px 0">pushed in a corner <br>and the roof <br>was still there </div><div style="margin:10px 0">except where a few tiles <br>had gone <br>someone slept there once </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said <br>and now <br>they're probably dead </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you took her hand <br>and walked her <br>to the window </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and looked out <br>on Harper Road <br>people would have looked out </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of this window too <br>you said <br>sad isn't it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said <br>and you sensed <br>her lay </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on your shoulder <br>her fair haired <br>red bereted head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q>
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of the holidays 
you met Janice 

half way up Bath Terrace 
at the entrance to the flats 
where she lived with her gran 

she was dressed in her red beret 
yellow flowered cotton dress 
white socks and brown sandals 

she smiled ..."></div>
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