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Concept

 Who inspired me to compose?

 Been doing it a while,

 My 'nitial ode was when at school

Wish I had it on file.


I do recall th'initial lines 

The ending too, I know,

The middle section, know the theme,

It just now will not flow.....


....Out of my memory bank of old.

When I was young, age ten

'Twas homework composition

T ' have kept it, I now yen.


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"Alone I stood outside that shop

Watching, every five minutes, that lonesome clock

He's not turning up, I told myself,

I knew that friendship wouldn't last


(a few unrecalled verses where I meet his sister, who tells me)


He died last night in hospital

He was shot last night in town,

The curfew was for eight o'clock

And a sniper mowed him down.

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Remember reading it to mum

A better verb, to gown

For my last line, I did not want

To say he " 'shot' him down."


But then my eldest brother fine

He would sent four lined verse

In Christmas/birthday cards to home

Could surely NOT do worse :D


And so I imitated him

['Tis what the young'uns do]

Though I progressed, some say 'excelled'

Can now compose on cue.






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