OUR MAN in Europe, dave delacroix/david michael oxley: "The Stirling's in Sheffield on a Saturday Night." (Song: There R few who bear such hardships as WE poor Grinders do?)
NOBODY GOT YA BOO-GA-LOO, non-EXPECTED? Counting village-lonely "Aston-Ville-Piano-recital", high school-lass, (Renee in Treeton) not a hope in heaven? As late evening I walked BY, saw her HELL, ya MOM's Council house thru lace curtains? SAME-PLACE (Brinsworth) I practiced, damp, in wet, misery, YORKSHIRE Trumpet Scales in "DULLARD-mid 1960s", Parents gift of INSANITY back in the day?
Damp, worthless, BADGE on your Whoosit; worthless old School tie? ALL whossits bright & beautiful, and ONWARD U SCUMBAGS, "Christian-Soldiers", to BE a Pilgrim? Uncanny just what our forebears expected? Elton John faggot-dancers on top of a Birthday Cake? It always rains on Sunday? Auntie/Uncle whoosit on a SUNDAY, a savory Pork Pie?
"That's a NICe piece of HAM Mary!"(Mary-my-Mum) Green salad. Bread & butter. Cups of TEA. After a morning drive in the Yorkshire dales. Old UNCLE, wounded, WW1. Shrapnel in his whoosit. His GAL/Wife. I drew her portrait but highlighted her WRINKLES...didn't go down well. S-always hard to BE Van Gogh wearing a Xmas wooly JUMPER portraying a disjointed reindeer?
In West Riding, Yorkshire, 1966? : TONY JACKLYN, GOLF-Czar, BROCKLEHURST Car Sales, SHEFFIELD-WEDNESDAY/DEREK DOOLEY, "RAG 65" SHEFF-STUDENTS YAAAH! RUGGER!!! Saturdays. Cup of OXO/BOVRIL, footer in the Snow? NOBODY DIED, nor complained? WOOLEY-Socks. YARSA!!! No snot! Score a bloody TRY? MONEY!!!? Not on the KID-RADAR!
IN RETROPECT: Maybe ALL U WOKES (2023-50 years later) like REPTILES were awaiting your DECADE-YAAAS!!!, SUCCUBUS? Like SHEFFIELD-TEXAS, USA. (Movie with Paul Newman). Where all the WHORES (non-smokers) become CIVIC leaders, in Silk & Shawls! JUDGE ROY BEAN!? JUDGE ROY FIGLIOLE!~!~~!!!....(C-C-C-C-Changers~!/David Bowie?) Maybe ALL Yorkshire-snotty-KIDS "murphed" into "dialect-attitude"?
WHO SHRIEKS YOUTH! Who "MORPHS" U? WHO makes the LEAP? -Ya "Boo-ga-loo!!!" (That Cat with a Uni-degree in Philosophy, mowing a Civic-lawn.) A SEWER-rat TYKE, a HUMAN-LEAGUE, a DEF LEOPARD or that GAL, that KID, outta "nobody's-god"; NOBODY GOT YA BOO-GA-LOO, leastways, not THIS Saturday Night? Sheffield-Wednesday. Clock. Calendar. That School Gal, lonesome practicing her damp-room Piano Scales. And her Classmate...MIO...who got to rule his World by tripping the light-fandango WITH a whiter shade of whoosit!?
Yup. I gotta GO. My time is not over. Whatever happens! Don't walk away Rennee!
c.2023, Corozal, Belize./DAVE; S-WOT, age 67, I got. Lads & Lasses. We OWN our Time!
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