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Nov 2020
in green road we used to run out

if we heard a car coming as they
were few and much between them

often dogs would chase
down the road barking

later out for a sunday drive
farm dogs lay waiting

and repeated the above

we sat on the kerb to write
the numbers and walk to the
station for trains

i still like numbers and so
does he

not mathematically
just numbers plain

and wonder if that is acceptable

these days

james

the same kerb where I joined
the dust men for lunch sandwiches
in their break

backs against the red brick wall
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     Beau Donner and vb
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