Monday, 11 April 2011


York Road Market got sucked into the ground

And the Stone Bench flew off

Nowhere to go for handbags, old records, and a greasy cup of tea

Nowhere to sit and make an average drawing of a gravestone


I should have been there to file off the gate

And to chip away the seat

They didn't wait for a relic collector

We all move on so they say.


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