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6.50 club
by Gary Hewitt


 

 

You must do more

In these endless days of dim delight

For those who watch watches

Then shake heads at lost profits

 

Crossed out and taken aside

Screened, whipped told to do more

For across the sea many await

To take the place of the broken

 

They fail to release the frozen coin,

These misers of monotone misery

Who unshackle pens and sign the deed

At the behest of the gorging masters

 

Indignant October cheques are sent

Far less now for their steel horses

Who sit riderless in concrete stables

Paid for by the six fifty club


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