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Born On the Goldhawk Road Two

My unusual physical appearance Was enhanced by a striking thinness, And enormous long-lashed blue eyes. Less charmingly, I was also the kind of Deliberately malicious little hooligan Who'd remove some periodical From a neighbour's letter-box And then mutilate it before reposting it. The sixties' famed social and sexual revolution Was well under way, and yet for all that, Seminal Pop groups such as the Searchers And the Dave Clark Five; Even the Fab Four themselves, Were quaintly wholesome figures.   And in comparison to what was to come, They surely fitted in well In a long vanished England Of Norman Wisdom pictures; And the well-spoken presenters Of the BBC Home Service, Light Service and World Service, Of coppers and tanners And ten bob notes; And jolly shopkeepers And window cleaners. At least that's how I see it, Looking back at it all From almost half a century later.

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