| Land of lost hope and glory. |
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| Written by mike parnell | |
| Monday, 17 March 2008 | |
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Old men in Trainers, postmen in shorts Shaved heads with attitude, adept at retorts Young girls in togs, as small as permitted No more fine hose or warm woollen knitted Invalids on trike’s, flouting the law Clogging the aisles and hogging the floor Pit bulls in hiding, the police are perplexed Your neighbours a hoody, what ever next        |
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| Last Updated ( Thursday, 20 March 2008 ) |
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Land of last hope and glory.
Mar 17 2008 22:45:11 This thread discusses the Content article: Land of last hope and glory.
As a miserable bastard, this poem still made me chuckle, no small feat! Does neighbours need an apostrophe? It pitbulls one word or two? Details... It's funny and that's enough. Nice one Mike!  |
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