Dead pig in a wheelbarrer

Sheffield internet hub, 2018

Ah saw a dead pig in a wheelbarrer, me.
It were right pissin’ it down too.
Ee, life’s grim oop noorth.

Ah saw a dronk man in a gutter, me.
It were July, so snow were only three foot deep.
Ee, that’d kill y’southern pansies, that would.

Ah saw a buzzard in a tree, me.
It were gonna eat some small furry mammal.
Ee, circle of life, hakuna matata ‘n’ stuff.

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I eat

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I eat
and on a swinging seat
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat,
eat, eat, eat,
eat,
eat,
eat,
eat,
eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat, eat, eat,
eat, eat,
eat, eat,
eat, eat, eat,
eat, eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat,
eat,
eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.

Darkness

Darkness. Yet, I said, to scare those keepsakes
from brokers before thine east, with tills and
with sands from mine eyes, my nature
mixed with tears speaking immortality!

In the lane I eat

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In the lane I eat
and still leaves, some say,
dwell in love
with the grass and swinging seat.

Dear mother

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Dear mother,
by what dread hand or eye
could our omissions be corrected?
Our omissions are cold
and take to the forests when fearful.

In each ward let this silence act the boundary

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In each ward let this silence act the boundary,
and his grave has got no borough with Redlands
east. And with it, the foolish three within
had three wards; they were, and confounded call

forth in silence, yet depending on what
is now Elgar stone carved in silence, and
to administer where they live, some
candidates pass a council of shame.

Some do it with control, a kiss with Reading’s
new wards. Abbey loved, houses do it with
a bitter look, a windy sigh-street and,
in silence, let the coward do his will.

Within the borough boundaries’ winding flame,
he loved George Philbrick and his grave of shame.

This is more

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This is more;
new when dismissed.

The detailed criteria
found in the main nothing,

a garden’s decision to
read the overriding detail.

Criteria for local community
which together are new when dismissed.

The young gave permission
for the need,

together with the previous appeal
of many unsupervised young people,

the churn of detailed criteria for
a local comment page,

Katesgrove added
natural surveillance.

It was granted that I have
not clamoured;

it is basically a
flood of the few.

I have nothing for the land,
the planning to be.