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Manners
Appeared in the Winter 2004 issue.
for John
Perhaps for a pint or slice of cake,
in a pub or grocer's shop,
but here,
and because she punctured yet again
those bruises on your forearm ?
It just seemed so out of place,
that croaked 'Thankyou',
stopped only from toppling down the throat
because of its exit on a puff of pain.
As we left via 'Casualty',
threading the rows of
the boozed and battered,
some pissed pugilist announced
he'd "waited for fucking ages...",
as we stepped out to a 'forever'
fresh started that night.
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