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After tea you went out into the summer evening without cowboy hat or rifle but your six shooter tucked in the belt of your jeans to meet Helen under the railway bridge next to the Duke of Wellington public house I thought you weren’t coming Helen said standing in her summer dress and holding her favourite doll Battered Betty my horse refused to come so I had to walk you said Helen smiled my mum knows I’m with you but I mustn’t be out late Helen said where shall we go? you asked let’s go and see what’s on at the cinema Helen said so you both walked along the back streets until you came onto the main road and studied the cinema billboards I saw Davy Crockett here you said who’s he? Helen asked he was a frontiersman who fought Indians and wore a bearskin hat you said was he here? Helen asked it was a film you replied oh she said she swung Battered Betty behind her back from hand to hand I haven’t been to the pictures recently mum said we can’t afford it what about Saturday matinee? you asked you could come to that it’s for kids only and it’s fun Helen brought Battered Betty into her arms I’m not sure she said I could asked your mum you said I’d take care of you I’ve got my six shooter Helen put her hand in your hand and said ok she’d listen to you Helen said you felt her hand in yours and hoped no boys who knew you saw this or the following small lips kiss.
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Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 3:58 AM UTC
OUTSIDE THE CINEMA.
After tea you went out into the summer evening without cowboy hat or rifle but your six shooter tucked in the belt of your jeans to meet Helen under the railway bridge next to the Duke of Wellington public house I thought you weren’t coming Helen said standing in her summer dress and holding her favourite doll Battered Betty my horse refused to come so I had to walk you said Helen smiled my mum knows I’m with you but I mustn’t be out late Helen said where shall we go? you asked let’s go and see what’s on at the cinema Helen said so you both walked along the back streets until you came onto the main road and studied the cinema billboards I saw Davy Crockett here you said who’s he? Helen asked he was a frontiersman who fought Indians and wore a bearskin hat you said was he here? Helen asked it was a film you replied oh she said she swung Battered Betty behind her back from hand to hand I haven’t been to the pictures recently mum said we can’t afford it what about Saturday matinee? you asked you could come to that it’s for kids only and it’s fun Helen brought Battered Betty into her arms I’m not sure she said I could asked your mum you said I’d take care of you I’ve got my six shooter Helen put her hand in your hand and said ok she’d listen to you Helen said you felt her hand in yours and hoped no boys who knew you saw this or the following small lips kiss.
terry-collett
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terry-collett
English
Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 3:58 AM UTC
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