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Poem	stylised tulips – this is what the card says and they have that nineteen-twenties’ feel of those bright young things a decade before us who had a way of walking with their legs bent back and their pelvis forward as if inviting a kind of sexual depravity with the no touch signs fervently displayed stylised tulips – could be snakes though lurking in the undergrowth good for a wriggle or two tulips however keep their heads held high disdainfully pretending the whole world is beneath them - and what colours my dear (or lack of colour or subtle colours whichever the fashion aptly hissed by men) stylised tulips – hardly the sobriquet to be pinned on us of a different plumage (children advancing to and not away from war) we were the rough-and-ready class (the twerps) the ignorance is innocence brigade style was a cheap thing out of woolworths (we had never heard of the pelvis anyway) and all our lives our feet on the ground however much we have let our noses roam into the shenanigans our part of the world has happily let itself be wrapped in at heart we have never been able to accept the lah-di-dahs of pretending what we’re not appalled by all the effort it would take to be stylised tulips
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