The Twyford Zone
The Twyford Zone
She wasn’t in the first flush
And dropping the pills
Down the pan
Like so much
Watching them go
Like the pet gold fish
Buried at sea
Like so much
And the children -
The never children
And the never children’s
Never fish
Never dead
And never flushed
Like so much
The never swallowed
Pills must go
She wasn’t in the first flush.
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