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Gateshead 1954

GATESHEAD 1954 My home’s between vinegar factory And a small-time scrap metal dealer This town is an ugly and grimy Industrial place - and it doesn’t get any realer Like rich woman next door to a poor one Newcastle’s ashamed of her dowdy neighbour Like San Francisco is of Oakland Or Washington is of Baltimore Our shared property fence, the Tyne Bridges are landmarks of Newcastle, it’s said But lead to nowhere across the river line, To my home, grimy Gateshead. ** It is a shadow town, all but dead And no one really cares - the best can be said About coming from Gateshead Is…..coming from Gateshead. **Gateshead – a large heavily industrialized town across the River Tyne from Newcastle, England.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/2/2010 6:35:00 AM
~Oh HappyDay~ I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, and lots of inspiration Sydney. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/1/2010 7:47:00 PM
well done Sydney, enjoyed your poem. How are you doing, Sounds like the town is heavy, enjoyed your poem,..p.d.
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Date: 10/1/2010 1:41:00 PM
Great write! I can totally relate to this poem, coming from a grimy little oil town in Canada (minus the big neighbor with the "shared fence" of course)
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Date: 10/1/2010 1:33:00 PM
I have been there in 1989 while travelling to Shakespeare's home town. Thanks for reminding and reviving my meories, Sydney
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Date: 10/1/2010 1:33:00 PM
nothing wrong with being a hard worker!
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