North Terrace Blues

by

J D Cully

They gave me two corporation complimentaries
Finished up with no-one to go with
Sat next to an empty space feeling a nana
Shouting 'Marry me' at Kelly Smith
Looking back on a sister's tangled e-mail trail
Never imagined that her confidence would fail
They just shrug and go on swimming in denial
But will she come up and see me?
Don't make me smile

Sing me a lullaby, Melanie B
Which way you going, sweet Marie?
Don't be mistaken, don't be misled
My heart's not in Gosport, it's in Birkenhead

Turning sadly away from the dustbin
A lumpen voice persists that it doesn't matter
Someone hands me last week's local paper
But now I can no longer take the batter
And Caesar and his wife will reluctantly learn
The colonial boy has no desire to return
The Sunday sun shone down on Trafalgar Bay
But somewhere near St Petersburg
I felt her slide away

And there's Bad Girls on TV soon
Videos ready for May and June
While we exiled old punks celebrate
The place where some of us just can't get a date

NEXT?
Why don't you look at The day is cool and rainy
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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