Poem -

Somewhere Down Turn Again Lane

have one on me .. a laugh that is :)

                                                                                  It was somewhere down
                                                                         Turn Again Lane where they both
                                                                                  first met and made love ..

                                                                           it was there, it occurred to them

                                                                              Just before they each said
                                                                     their individual goodbyes, that was it
                                                                               over and done, in a flash ..

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

less burn out, more burning! hi Neville!....................................................Jim

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Neville

Hi Jim .. she was hot as I recall .. or was it just a cold night after all ...
Oh' n thanks a million sir Jim :)

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