Dirty Children

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Pram - Rock, Experimental

Dirty Children

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Lived on a cabbage reek dump Had two arms one mouth one eye Couldn't speak, just waved his fingers Pressed up against the doorpost Tongue hung out in concentration Smelling acid from her stewing liver He felt the splinters in his neck It wasn't his fault It was the man who pickled the starfish Who pushed him up against the fence And promised him some tapas money

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Writers
  • Rosie Cuckston