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The broken fence measured half a light-year
Where children played hoopla and crowds had cheered
A thousand million applauses, of colours and creed
A picnic bench, a roundabout, and pieces of seed
But the fact was this; there were no childrens,
No bench, no seed, no roundabout or fielding
But a derelict corpse lay by the M-17, and
the support of the crowd in my own self-esteem.
Where children played hoopla and crowds had cheered
A thousand million applauses, of colours and creed
A picnic bench, a roundabout, and pieces of seed
But the fact was this; there were no childrens,
No bench, no seed, no roundabout or fielding
But a derelict corpse lay by the M-17, and
the support of the crowd in my own self-esteem.
Criticism maybe? Smiley has a point, along with the the odd spelling, the fact it should be an M16 and not an M17, along with the fact that a light year is a stupid simile.
Why did $miley bother to post at all?
why all the massive gaps and it lacked the passion
The broken fence measured half a light-year
Where children played hoopla and crowds had cheered
A thousand million applauses, of colours and creed
A picnic bench, a roundabout, and pieces of seed
But the fact was this; there were no childrens,
No bench, no seed, no roundabout or fielding
But a derelict corpse lay by the M-17, and
the support of the crowd in my own self-esteem.
Where children played hoopla and crowds had cheered
A thousand million applauses, of colours and creed
A picnic bench, a roundabout, and pieces of seed
But the fact was this; there were no childrens,
No bench, no seed, no roundabout or fielding
But a derelict corpse lay by the M-17, and
the support of the crowd in my own self-esteem.