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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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