.She works every morning in the greasy cafeteria,
She makes little pastries and stuffs them with cheese.
The coffee burns her knuckles,
Every time she spills it.
She's alone, she's bereft.
When he moved to Hackney in 1990,
He bought in little trinkets but she turned him d.
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