Lygon Street Regulars
With eve's awning, ere the hour
Sunset-imbued pulled down
Striped of what for rainy streaks
Autumn-matted as toned
Are of a mind, nonetheless
Off such could not digress.
For a street, its tranquil spell.
For an elegant row
Of bars, cafes and restaurants
Which are family owned
Its yet warm with that old style
Of welcomings, beguile.
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