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Dirty Old Town

Dirty Old Town Beer Cans, Soda Cans, Food cartons on the street. Cigarette packs and tab ends, Litter and filth under feet. Scumbags, Fly-tippers, People who just don’t care, Defile my once proud town, Disgust me beyond compare. Dog foul, Dog dirt, Excretions adorn my path. Please take your rubbish home, Don’t spit in my face and laugh. Dirty town, filthy town, It wasn’t always like this. “But, we have no money or resources” This Government, you take the piss.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/6/2018 7:27:00 PM
Nice zinger at the end, my man! ~ Gershon
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Kevin Shaw
Date: 6/7/2018 3:00:00 AM
Thanks for all your comments Gershon, really appreciate them, regards, Kevin
Date: 5/30/2018 3:11:00 PM
Ooh good one.
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Date: 5/30/2018 12:10:00 PM
They certainly do Kevin, always cutting corners, just watching about her grenfell and how they used sub standard insulation to save money, didn't save lives though. Tom
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Date: 5/31/2018 5:08:00 PM
Thanks for your comments Tom, regards, Kevin

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