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The big oval pond an Briset Road rec' In the shade of giant poplar trees. Was often a seeting mass of children Cool legged up to their grubby knees. Rolled up trousers, low at the back. Grew black and heavy with water, And through big lads thrashed their sticks. First come gave not a quarter. Screeching girls in pigtails, Dresses tucked tight in elastic, Gracefully climbed onto grass surround And still looked amazingly slick. The feel of grccn between small toes Was to feel such utter freedom, And laying back in this noisy crowd. closed cycs soon made it lonesome. Dragging on heel-less socks And fighting knot tied shoes, Hcad long dash Inside diamond fence And hesitate, which swing to choose. Which roundabout, Which nodding horse, which floating ship this time, which suspended handhold, which death, defying climb? Dive to drinking fountain Ignoring wet splashed face. cuff used in place of handkerchief, Back to circus at break neck pace. Soon arms and legs 'come weary, Hunger pangs grow tight, warming sun, changed to dusk, ringing bell heralds night. swinging bag and trailing coat Quiet go the way to tea. That last acrobatic climb Made a hero out of me |