Letsby Avenue

The leaves rustle still in Letsby Avenue Though how they do, no-one I know ever knew Nobody crosses it, no-one walks through And nobody lives there and never will do Curtains hang limp for they’re torn and tattered And pigeons now coo from where windows are shattered Only young thugs will go anywhere near Until the breeze calls, ‘Let’s be ’aving you... Dear.’ And only the one made it back home alive Young Jake Malone did his best to survive He told his tale once and then no more would speak And one day they found him face down in the creek The men with the dozers, they don’t come no more They came in the nineties and three times before Those long rusted dozers remain in the street Left when their drivers took off on their feet Men died where they fell while attempting to flee Necks broken akin to a fall from a tree So no houses fell to make way for the new The leaves rustle still in Letsby Avenue Long time ago in nineteen-O-one Young Tyler Letsby would climb trees for fun His mom called him down, Let’s be aving you... Dear The fall broke his neck and she buried him here The leaves rustle still in Letsby Avenue Though how they do, no-one I know ever knew For no trees now grow in that bleak avenue Since the axe took them down in nineteen-O-two 28 August 2021 Contest: The Avenue Sponsor: Julia Ward