Tuesday, 15 December 2009

Ballad No.2

On Peckham Rye I met a man,

The driver of a large white van.

He’d left his van behind that day

To take his children out to play

The kids, alas, could not be seen

Although we searched all round the green

Bored with playground swings and slide

They’d nicked the van and gone for a ride.

– PB

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