.Sunday at six when they close both the gates
A widowed pair,
Still sitting there,
Wonder if theyre late for church
And its cold, so they fasten their coats
And cross the grass, theyre always last.
Passing by the padlocked swings,
The roundabout still turning,
Ahe.
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