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| For my father by David Bircumshaw |  |
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| Flemish bond, English bond, slap the trowel, plumb the line. Six o'clock, on the dot, up and out, work's about. It's seven quid a week and a ten bob note. Billycan, in the hand, white outside, black within. Morning come, frozen bone; night and home, frozen bone. It's seven quid a week and a ten bob note. Dawn and dusk: English bond; seven pound: frozen bound. |
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