.I know this
I've played in this dirt
Powdered glass over everything
Spray-paint swastikas and cocks
Coke cans bleached by sun
Sir, why here?
In the filthy, fly-tip bramble here
There's Cannock bloom and river sun
A mile just down the line
First-class tuts
More coffee, m.
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