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[title] => street party
[time] => 2011-04-29 13:19:52
[hometext] => apparently. Someone got married today
[bodytext] => She takes a sip so casually then rests the cup back on her knee for there's a chill within the air she kneels forward to hide her cares the table at which she is sat flaps with paper plates and hats the crowd have lost their gusto now she knows that soon there'll be a row. one thing that consoles her head at least the children are in bed but girl from number 2 is loud she dances with the noisy crowd her husband's pent up years of shame, he calls her by a sexual name and so it is before too late (stella consumed by the crate). a smack of fist upon a face divisions in the human race. the screams of women stoke the fires accusations from the liars chest pumped outwards, fists reply a fine response from other guy. The police arrive before too late and see the row of empty crates. they know tonight the hours will rack up Radio. They call for backup. Pride in anger sets the scene the tainting of a noble dream who is wrong and who is right is all that matters in the night twittering of upstairs curtains children in bedrooms, they're not certain what is happening outside excitement whilst their heads they hide. a topsy-turvy world it is for usually it's screaming kids that adults choose to late look down on often with a made up frown on. The end to another good night is capped like many, with a fight. What a truly great, proud nation yes, we love a celebration! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 12 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => CongratulatoryPoems )
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