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Jim
They called it Oxney Villas, council villas in Felsted. Not an estate but a close. Nice houses built in the fiftees. Across the way was Jim, a Jock and a drinker of whisky.
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Sujita Hitting Me In The Face
In the Terai classroom, It was too much for the little girl. Dragged along her eyes were wide; Taken by surprise. When she cried, I picked her up and pushed the others aside and smiled.
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I Am Dan Bahadur Rana Magar
I am Dan Bahadur Rana Magar. And they are laughing. Ha ha. They are laughing. They find the things I say quite funny. "Dan Bahadur! Dan Bahadur!" "What is your name?"
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Police Course/ Burning Down the Banisters
I could say it was a rebellion, A school kids revolution. That we were fighting against the system, Factory processed children; or The failure of Government to better education,
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A Reminder of Dancing Days
It was a cold day and a rush hour that packed the train. I'm travelling home, tomorrow's a labouring day. A winter in London, not white snow but a drizzling rain.
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