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May 2018
Liverpool
the street
not the City
and isn't that
a crying shame

Saturday
on the Central
but
it matters not today
because
it's a bank holiday
and I'm on my way
to
Liverpool
( the street )
where the old meets the new
especially on New street
which funnily enough
is old.

The sun is beating down
short skirts and t-shirts
in London Town.

In a tick which is awfully quick
I'm already here
In
Liverpool
which by now you know
is the street,
a pity really
because I so like
the City.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
(67/Here and now)   
230
   Matt Shade and Wordmancer
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