We built this city on doom, gloom, and hanging…
my heart goes on
my soul welcomes the dawn
this dirty monkey town
is crumbling down to dust and rust
yet I will carry on, alone if I must
~
words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Hmm. You are going to write a happy poem at some point, aren’t you Mr Collier?
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Hmm. You are going to write a happy poem at some point, aren’t you Mr Collier?
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