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UKArchive ID: 30907? by royrodel
Originally published on July 22, 2013 in Doggerel

Ever felt like you cant express yourself? Title? Genre? Category ?



Run, run, little one,
dreams of chips and burgers
plastic dragons and no coin.

Run, run, little one,
scoff and scurry to teacher
coloured marbles and demented preachers

Run, run, little one,
An American kid, an African kid
preached, they gotta do as their fathers did.

Run, run, little one,
with the wind in your face
you and you alone are the human race

Run, run, little one,
they told you, 5,4,3,2,1,
they told you, 5,4,3,2,1.

Run, run, little one,
with everything they've become
on their 2 bob heroin

Run, run, little one,
everything is wicked
as you recieve the crying ticket

Run, run, little one,
still there is a ghost
who will be todays host?

Run, run, little one,
tapped, trapped, crapped,
it all elapsed.

© royrodel (royrodel on OLD UKA)
UKArchive ID: 30907
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cooky on 22-07-2013
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Interesting write on today. I like this

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deadpoet on 22-07-2013
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Yes I like this. I like the way you move with a good pace through a lot of emotions and phases in a life. It is hard hitting and I like that. I think I'd run away to pastures green.

Well done. I think you expressed yourelf well and I understood every word. NO not really a doggerel- more likely a bit of social realism and definitely poetry. I hope it wasn't meant to be funny because then I have completely missed the point.

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