Poet: Chris Lindores
Post Code: EH01
Filmmaker: robavan Filmmaker: robavan :: BlOG
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How does a bookies have a sale anyway?
Yous two-
push that box out the Cowgate
and up the street;
that one that goes past Greyfriars Bobby.

That one in the green clown suit,
he seems to be the ringleader.
Cunt gave me a cup of tea
with a burst bag settled at the bottom.

It's well dodgy round here.
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