In the town
In the town
streets shiny with rain
I walk across the bridge
no accordian player today
no guitars , violins
there's nothing extra
for playing whilst wet
cobbled streets
slippery,wet
waiting to turn someones ankle
as they are distracted by
the man
selling
"The Big Issue"
I wonder if he knows
what the big issue
really is
smells waft out
and tempt me
burgers , hot dogs , coffee
others assault me
cigarette smoke , cheap perfume and body odour
I walk on
evading spiky umbrellas
held as if in a military
manoeuvre
people
short , tall , fat , thin
an urban culture
a melting pot
we stir our own
small space
and walk on
along shiny streets
in the town
streets shiny with rain
I walk across the bridge
no accordian player today
no guitars , violins
there's nothing extra
for playing whilst wet
cobbled streets
slippery,wet
waiting to turn someones ankle
as they are distracted by
the man
selling
"The Big Issue"
I wonder if he knows
what the big issue
really is
smells waft out
and tempt me
burgers , hot dogs , coffee
others assault me
cigarette smoke , cheap perfume and body odour
I walk on
evading spiky umbrellas
held as if in a military
manoeuvre
people
short , tall , fat , thin
an urban culture
a melting pot
we stir our own
small space
and walk on
along shiny streets
in the town
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