A Yorkshire Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

That Is My Basket

That’s my basket
They’re all my eggs
Don’t you touch
That’s my basket
Leave

That’s my basket
This is my gun
That’s my basket 
Don’t you see

That’s my basket
That’s all I’ve got
That’s my basket
Don’t you feel

Thats my basket
That’s my love 
I won’t let you hurt
What’s most precious to me

You didn’t feel the bullet passing through your skull

You wouldn’t listen....
You wouldn’t listen to me.

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