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Leeds in 2015

Leeds in 2015

The city is getting worse
Infact it's down right mad
Never hear much good
Always seems to be the bad 
People getting attacked 
Be it stabbing rapes or shot
Scumbags hitting old folk 
For the few pennies they have got
The city  is getting scary 
Infact it's just not nice 
Wanting to go our for fun 
But often paying the price 
Bodies are been found 
Left right and centre 
You even have to check taxis 
Before you feel safe to enter
The city I was raised in 
Where I always felt at ease
The city is now scary 
Can we bring it back please 
I don't want my kids ,
To be scared to go out !!
But the sad fact is now 
There's too many weirdos about !!! 
Keep your kids informed 
About the dangers out there 
And hopefully will sink in 
Just how much to be aware 
My daughter has seen crime watch
Yes it scared her to death
But it's my job to make her safe
And will be till my dying breath 

 

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Bradford

Hi Sarah . You are so right . We I was younger you did not have worry so much going out to the city for fun and was low then too. Today I have watch my 8 yr old son like a hawk so somebody want grab him or gets of my eye sight , well done . Cheers. Hrl

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sarah limbert

Thanks  you are right u can't let them out of sight for a second x

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