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Jan 2015
There is a most curious tale
told in the inn of Maida Vale
that in the village of Black Rock
that there are strange going ons with little people
that do dwell under the ground

They said they could hear them
scrubbing under ladies hems
trying their best
just to clean them

They call them imps
some say they are blimps
with the threatening length
of about a twelfth of an inch

They did much mischief
all around black rock village
but they lived here first
before the big people did come along


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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