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She didn’t call for me as she usually does.I shared my crisps with someone else.
I sat with someone else in assembly.She gave me a funny look coming out.
Well I shouldn’t’ve been playin’ really Only there to watch me brotherMy friend fancies his friend, y’know.Anyway they was a man short.
When Raymond Gough joined our classHe was almost a year behind.'Sanatorium', said Mrs McBride'So I want you all to be kind.'
The hidden garden we played in was bordered in red brick.Crenellations of a faded fort,ivy-scattered and wing-aged.A Victorian garden.
I spied a small lonely boy.I was his beautiful red balloon,from morning through to noon,
Mek me tell you wha me mudder dowha me mudder dowha me mudder do
Me muder pound plaintain mek fufuMe mudder catch crab mek calaloo stew
Behind youWindrush childpalm trees wave goodbye
above youWindrush childseabirds asking why
around youWindrush childblue water rolling by